In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Take Me to the Moon.”How far would you go for someone you love? How far would you want someone else to go for you?
It all sounds fine and dandy in words, but honestly, I don’t think many people would lose their life for another when it comes down to it. Ultimately the only one who is worthy of losing your life for is Jesus Christ. Other then that I don’t know how far I would go for someone I loved since I’ve never really loved anybody like that. The farthest thing I’ve ever done out of love was to give up my children. Don’t judge me. I know I made the right decision. I was a single mother on welfare, and I couldn’t take care of their needs as well as they required of me. They weren’t developing properly either. My youngest had behavior issues (A.D.D probably) that frightened me to death. He’d run away and wouldn’t poo in the potty for the longest time. I had to give them up hoping they would have a better life then I could provide them. Honestly, it wasn’t that hard. It was like a weight of responsibility I wasn’t prepared for, lifted off my shoulders. Taking care of them was exhausting, and I struggled with their demands of attention 24/7. I couldn’t do it. I mean if I had a supportive husband and family things would’ve been a lot different. I must also add that nobody in my adult life and late teenage years loved me either. I forsook them, and they forsook me. I wish it weren’t like that because I think I would prefer not to have been left and I hope my children will forgive me too.