Love is Always the Answer

I have my minion home.... 

After 2 long weeks he's home.

If you are on my Facebook, you saw how my journey was.

I basically left my house at 7am to catch my 9am flight at Newark, NJ.
Then I flew to Atlanta (with a 3 hour layover).
Then flew to Florida where I waited for 2 hours till I had my son brought to the airport so we can go home.

I won't lie, I cried like a baby. 

We then flew back to Atlanta (with a 2 hour layover).
To land back in NJ, and drive home by 1am.

Can you say EXHAUSTION?! 

The next day I felt sick I was so out of it from spending the whole day traveling.

So needless to say my son has been having a hard time the last two nights going to sleep. So tonight when I put him to bed he asked me to lay with him for just "five minutes".
While we are snuggled in his bed, he tells me that he loves me. And I tell him that I love him back.
He then asks me if I love his Daddy.

And at first I was really confused.
Should I tell him what really happened between me and his dad, on why we didn't work out?
Should I just ignore his question?

And then an answer came from me that I was shocked to hear.

Yes

And as we drifted off to sleep I was thinking "why did I say that?"

I think I have an answer to it...
A part of me, no matter how hurt, how mad, how disgusted with him that I am, will always love him. After all, at one point I thought that I was going to spend forever with him.
After all, he is the father of the one person that I love most in this world.

I have to give him some credit for that..... Just not too much.

So it got me to thinking....

Even if we know that a person isn't right for us, or meant to be ours, if you cared about them at one point, you'll always care about them.

And that goes with any relationship.
Falling outs with family and friends; you'll always care for them, if you ever really cared for them.

I know in the heat of the moment I will say things that I don't mean about my son's father, but deep down, for my son's sake, I never want anything to happen to him.
In general I don't want bad things to happen to anyone.

Yes, we always talk about karma coming to bite people in the ass for the wrong doings that they have done to us. But, what do we really gain when we try hope, pray, participate in sabotaging someone?

In the end we don't get closure. 

All we get is a poisoned heart. 

What good does a poisoned heart do for us?
It corrupts our ability to participate in the love and good that this world has to offer.

We shouldn't be trying to "one up" people for what they have done.
Instead, we should feel sorry that they felt the need to hurt you, and pray/hope that they find peace in their heart that they made it a mission to spread hate and not love.

That is honestly something that I have been thinking of for some time.

I never want to wish ill on anyone. And for those who wish ill towards me, I feel sorry for you that you feel this way, and all I can do is hope that you find peace in your heart to allow room for love.

I don't know what the rest of my life has to offer me, but I hope to one day be able to continue to share a life of compassion like this.

Life is too hard to not want to see others succeed. We should all be trying to help each other out in that sense. Spreading love is the only way to make this world a better place.


♥Jess ♥