Olivia

My week was.. hellish. I had nothing to do but miss Jon and that's only because I had nothing else to do. I was alone at the house since my parents decided they're too busy with their own lives to have kids and my brother has started his senior year.

I, on the other hand, had a week to myself. A week that I didn't need. I didn't even like the idea of it, not even in the slighest. I didn't need a week with myself to think of things I shouldn't and feel the way I am so badly trying not to feel.

I did enjoy visiting Jon's parents and his little brother Henry once during the week. I love his family as if they were mine, even little Henry, who've only been a part of their family for the past three months.

Without needing proof, I already knew that Henry's in good hands. I know that he'd feel endless love from Jon's parents and I know there won't be a single second where he'd feel that he doesn't belong.

I especially loved the fact that none of them treated Henry differently because he's adopted. I guess, that's natural since nobody would adopt if they didn't want more kids. But it was just so astounding to see people who truly care for others, despite not being blood related.

I have felt that very same love from Jon's parents and I will be eternally grateful for that. Also eternally frustrated because my parents can't even compare to how awesome Jon's parents are.

I sometimes wish I had his parents. But then again, I wouldn't want anyone else to suffer with my parents so I guess I'd have to suck it up.

Thankfully though, today's my moving day which means I get to see Jon. If anyone asks, I won't even deny that I'm more excited about seeing Jon than going to college.