"Absolutely!"
"You won't like it."
"It can't be that bad."
"You're going to fail. You're going to realize that life doesn't consist of warm nights and hot breakfast. His hand will break from yours and you will feel worthless. You're going to have 526 sleepless nights, where your thoughts will run too fast. You'll make excuses, too many. To your own disappointment, you'll learn the hard way and have unrealistic dreams. You'll get wrinkles and stretch marks. At times, you won't be prepared for whats to come. Your family will be tested, your children will suffer. You'll have unexplainable heart ache and feel isolated from the faces around you.
You're going to fail, darling. I'm sorry."
"how...how could thi..."
"You're going to succeed. You're going to realize that life is like warm nights and hot breakfast. His hand will break from yours and you will feel opportunity. You're going to have 526 sleepless nights, where your thoughts will be too happy to rest. You'll make excuses, everyone does. To your own relief, you'll learn how to grow and have endless dreams. You'll get smiling wrinkles and stretch marks from having children. At times, you will be prepared for whats to come. Your family will be tested, your children will understand. You'll have a big heart and feel included in the faces around you.
You're going to succeed, darling. Congratulations."
"What?...I don't understand. Which one?"
"You choose."
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