Have you had a baby sister that is 5 years younger than you and you feel like you LOVE her but you don’t like it as much as you like her when she messes something up that you are doing? I do. Her name is Amanda. Amma for short. My mom changes her name SOSOSOOOOOOOOOOOOOO many times. once she was Tessa, then Amme, then Amanda, then, the weirdest of all, Scout!!!!! SCOUT, I tell you!
But when Amma messes up my stuff, it’s only something that comes with life. It’s human-natural. And sometimes, when you are in the middle of that time, you just have to let it go. Right now, I’m at the middle of that stage, so, can I tell you a secret: I sort of wish that it’s 22 years later from now. [heehee.]