“Mommy when we go to the moon on the rocket ship, can we bring a parachute so we can jump back to earth? We might run out of fruit snacks. We could you know.”
Oh sweet and tender heart do not be fooled by pretty words. Do not be confused by the old that has long since gone away. Stay true to the path that you have set your eyes forward on. Take a step away from the facade that was towards what is real no matter the strength of it’s beckoning pull.