Morning Coffee Thoughts:
Lately I've been asked a lot of questions in regards to how I could love an addict. To me it was simple. I removed the label and I loved the person.
I loved her by reminding her that she was strong.
I loved her for her heart, a piece of her that drugs couldn't take away.
I loved her because she was worth fighting for. I loved her because she was kind, caring, and hilarious.
I loved her because she was my best friend.
I loved her because she was my favorite person.
I loved her because she was Cali.
When I looked at her I never saw just an addict, I always saw her for the person she was within.
September 6th will be one year since my world was torn apart, and my heart is in no way healed. But I am ready to keep fighting. For her. For me. For every addict out there. Because she was worth fighting for, and so am I, and so are you. - 6 hours ago