This makes me feel many things.

My heart feels amazing, because I have all that sweetness in my life with Misty/boyside. Silly and sweet little things. S/he will cut my breakfast orange a certain way because he knows I prefer it like that. Or randomly kiss the back of my hand. Or while we’re hanging out with our not-so-little people announce something he loves about me. I give as good as I get too.

And then there are still the lingering feels about heartbreaker. How I wanted to love him up, experience more of life with him. How I’d hoped that would’ve turned out differently.

Caring for two people like that has been the strangest experience.

Choosing love like a rebel. It can be painful (and currently is), but I still recommend it. 4.9 out of 5 stars.