03-25-2014, 12:40 AM
An older woman walked in with a little boy no more than two years old. "Mommy!" He yelled, wiggling out of the old woman's arms and running over to Marissa.
The little boy had on a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles shirt, a pair jeans and sandals. He was, however, carrying a play knife. "Mommy, what happen? Are you ok?"
"I'm fine, Oliver." Marissa said, as Kachrine lifted the boy up on the bed. Marissa ran her fingers through his shaggy brown hair. "Mommy is going to be just fine. In fact, she should be going home today."
Oliver's eyes lit up. "Can we go get ice cream? It will make you feel better!" He asked, staring up at his mother with his blue eyes.
Marissa smiled. "Yes, we can go get ice cream." She said, hugging her baby boy.
Being single doesn't make you weak, it means that you are strong enough to be on your own; Being alone could be a good thing, because there is no drama involved in your life, no pain, and free to do what ever you want. Life is too short to be chasing those who aren't even worth fighting for, you are worth more than that.