they are. anyway, at this point, my seed is a fully grown rose.
soil: thank you. but her stem is so tall and far from the ground, if i want to talk to her, i have to scream my guts out.
most of the time, i talk to my daughter through some kind of a screen. it’s not the same as speaking to her face to face. i hate it.
soil: what’s up with this???? why is this happening?
i don’t know! but leaving my daughter was so hard this time. accepting i won’t see her in person very often makes me want to give up. i want to somehow separate myself from the 