So... i've been having a hard time coming up with these things lately. Here is one of Jackson, before hell started. i think its important to remember ALL the good in my life. The first summer we were dating was like something from a fairly tale. He sang me love songs, brushed my hair (something i absolutely LOVE) and wrote me long love letters. And, once he slow danced with me in the pool during a gentle rain shower.We were splashing around in the pool with my nephew Franklin. At that time, Franklin lived with us. His father was in jail and Marcie was living on the street. She wouldn't come home to live with my parents because they didn't allow drugs in their home. But, she did send her son.Anyway, it got near dusk and i took Franklin in to my mother. She took over the care of him and i went back out to Jackson. Just as i got into the pool he stood up. He took me into his arms and started singing our song. i laid my head against his chest and listened to the low rumbling of his voice.We were slow dancing, the water gently lapping at my waist when the rain began. It was a warm gentle summer rain. i remember the warm scent of his skin and water above, below and all around me as his big arms guided me. i felt so safe and loved. It was one of the most romantic things i could imagine at that time. (The imagination of an 11 year old girl isn't so great on romance. hehe)He finished singing the song, and tipped my face up for a long kiss. i went to bed that night and dreamed of water and kisses and love.
