I wish my parents were back together so I wouldn’t feel in the middle of them.
I wish that my mom would accept that Patti is a part of my life and nothing that she can do will ever change that.
I wish I could help my sister understand my mom—I doubt anyone will—and our parents’ divorce.
I wish I could see my mom put more effort into her and I’s phone conversations—she is, just so I can see it.
I wish I had a big, soft, fluffy cloud so I could get away from people for a few hours, or days, just to have time to myself to think.
I wish I had the ability to freeze time and re-startit as if nothing happened.
I wish I could tell when, where, who, and the person killing, soa ll people that do it would be in jail.
I wish I wouldn’t have to rush—only when needed.
I wish Harold didn’t have to go away utnil June 1 because he’s my second best friend.
