I was five that day on November 17 1999. My mother and I were living room watching rugrats on the television.
"I don't get it mother, how did you meet father" i asked. I remember my mom shifting and she smiled. Her face got all red and she bowed her head.
"Honey I basically knew him my whole life" she explained and talked like it was a baby.
"I meant how did you guys like fall in love mommy?" I asked and she brushed my bangs away from my face.
She picked me up and sat me in her lap. She wrapped her arms around my waist and nuzzled her head in my neck. It tickled a little bit.
"It's actually a really good story, I'll tell you when you're older" she said and turned up the volume on the television.
I grabbed the remote and turned off the television and turned around to face her.
"Tell me now I love stories!" I exclaimed. I always loved stories like sleeping beauty and Snow White.
"Let me tell you a story, about a girl and a boy" she started "he fell in love with his best friend when she's around he feels nothing but joy" she explained.
"What happened next mommy?"
"But she was already broken and it made her blind she could never believe that love would ever treat her right"
"Go on don't stop!"
"He said 'did you know that I loved you? or were you not aware? you're the smile on my face, and it ain't going no where" she smiled into my hair thinking about daddy. "I'm here to make you happy, I'm here to see you smile I've been wanting to tell you this for a long while"
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