Eleanor & Grey

“More of that, Ellie,”

I was certain when our love began all those years ago, it never really stopped.

A mother understands your heartbeats when you cannot even interpret their sounds. They see you as magnificent even when you feel like you’re so unworthy of love. They calm the doubts that wreak havoc on your soul. They show you what unconditional love is from the day you take your first breath.

“I’m glad I could be here for you,” I told him. “Besides, I owed you.”

“For what?”

“Keeping me from drowning.”

Landon: Roses are red, violets are blue, would you stop being a dick and just call me, dude?!

Still here, Ellie.

Still here, Ellie

“You are my heartbeats. You are my masterpiece. In a way, I feel as if I cheated death, because I get to live on within you, in your smile, in your laugh, in your heart. I’m there for it all, Eleanor. I’m eternal because of you. So please, do all the things. Take risks. Find adventures. Keep living for me and know that it has been the greatest honor being your mother. I am so lucky to have loved you.”

It blew my mind how a mother could be the strongest person in a room, even at her weakest.

“I just don’t think it’s smart to try to be in a relationship right now. You have such a great year coming up, and I don’t want to stop you from living it to the fullest. You deserve to be happy.”

“You make me happy.”