Flashbacks
Tonight I went to visit my niece for her birthday. She just also happens to live in the same complex as my ex-boyfriend used live. Pulling into the complex I found myself suddenly thrust into a flashback. Me and six-year-old Sawyer carrying out the trash... Sawyer: “It’s scary out here. I don’t like being outside in the dark. I think it’s kinda freaky.” Me: “Can you see the temple down there? It’s all lit up?” Sawyer: “Yeah” Me: “As long as you can see the temple you don’t ever have to be afraid.” Sawyer: “Really?” Me: “Yup. Just keep your eyes on the temple.” Sawyer: (Grinning from ear to ear) “That’s cool.” And just like that was gone. In its place a deep sadness. For a whole year I had a family, I had a purpose, I even had kids, and I thought about them all the time. Now they’re just great memories. I still think about them...a lot. I remember when I first started dating a guy w four kids I thought - "What am I doing?!?" I thought for sure I wasn't