I.M.J. — A Story of Hope

You Are my Reason to Be

When everything feels dark, you put your little hand in mine

I see your chest rising and falling in sleep and the sound of your breath comforts me in my darkest moments

Your little voice when you play by yourself fills the room

You are talking to your dolls

I wonder what magic is going through that head of yours

You still believe in fairies and mystical creatures

How wonderful that age is

You dress up in your princess costumes and dance around the room

You light up my life

There were times that is the only light guiding me

When I’ve almost lost hope, overwhelmed by others’ cruelty

I want to thank you for your innocence, your unconditional love, and your simple yet real dependence on me

You help me keep going day-in and day-out

Sometimes I think it wouldn’t matter if I ceased to be

The world would continue just fine

Some would miss me and some might be relieved

But not you