I want to have a child.

Not anytime soon.

It’s not an urgent want.

I just know that one day I want to be a mother.

I want to hold a baby in my arms, and see the person I’m in love with’s nose and my eyes and their smile and hair color.

I want to have sleepless nights and dirty diapers and a sore back.

I want to have those days when I’m so close to giving up and breaking down, and then I look in that baby’s eyes and find the will to keep working along.

I want to raise a little boy or a little girl.

I want to make mistakes and learn from them.

I want a family.

And the thought that I’ll eventually have one is enough to keep me going right now.

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Random thought.

Whenever I fall in love, and that person feels the same way strongly enough to want to spend the rest of their life with me…

I’m not gonna care how big or shiny the ring is.

Give me one of those 25¢ ones from a vending machine for all I care.

The thought that that person loves me fully and completely enough to want to marry me will be more than enough.

I don’t need a flashy ring to show them off.

All I need is their love.

And the thought of marrying someone and starting a family and being completely happy is great enough to not care about material things… Ya know?