a story

Since I remember myself,
I heard only:
We have nothing to worry about,
May be only this .... dinner
(No one knew how to cook good).
Everything is perfect,
Papa will fix everything.
My aunt calls God Papa.
I have never seen my grandmother, aunt,
We have spent lots of time together,  my mom
Thinking much of anything.
Most of the time:
Ah, it's gonna be fine.
And I grew up with this belief,
Now it's pretty much the same.
You look amazing by the way:)
Some things might feel strange, new,
Only because this is new road,
New level to go, new dreams.
Smile many times :)