mom—how I would be the opposite of Jolette and be the best mom I could be. A weird thing for a teenager to think for sure—but loneliness made you think about things like what it would be like to have someone that loved you. And really loved you, not just the idea of you. There was that thing again, the one thing I hadn’t dared to have all these years. The one thing that kept popping up ever since Walker and I had locked eyes at that first game. Hope.
My heart 🥺
