It's on

Today is almost over. And thank God for it too. It's been such a hard day, Ive spent all morning thinking about the afternoon. And the afternoon is over too. I am risking it and saying that perhaps I've cut a good impression. I actually thought it was going to be impossible... but sometimes maybe there is that God who intervenes when He knows your intentions are good. Mine are. If there is just one thing of which I am sure, than it is just that. It's a long and winding battle, but it's started at last. We are so close and yet so far. Why I feel so overprotective over someone who isn't related to me by blood, tissue, or scars is beyond me. But I have to try. Some people think I am losing my mind. But that's ok, as long as I don't lose my heart. Why fate allows me to bump into people like that, I have no idea. My dad asks that, I have no answer. But I have always been brought up to fight and stand up for those less lucky, so perhaps he should really take a good look inside of himself. In these days when communication has become so easy, I have no way to contact my little man. I can just look at the starry sky and hope that at least one star will deliver my message. No, it is not a crime to talk to kids. That much people understand. It isn't even wrong to take time to listen to them, nor is it wrong to hug them. Hugging is no abuse. Thinking about them, wondering if they are safe and sound isn't wrong either. And loving them to bits is just part of a natural process, at least of my process anyway. It's on now, and it's really now or never. I just have to keep believing that the dreams of children once lost, will be found.