querida preciosita

dear precious one,

you texted yesterday that you don’t know why i keep you in mind so often but that you are grateful that i do. let me tell you why.

last week when i introduced you to my best friend, the one i’ve known for a quarter century, she and i told you that i’ve talked about you for hours. that statement was misleading. i don’t talk about you to anyone, but i talk to my best friend about the reflection of myself that i see in you.

the reasons i reach out to you are that your thoughts and feelings and fears and joy and tears and dreams are familiar to me. with you i have the opportunity to give what i needed and didn’t receive when i thought and felt and feared and dreamed the experiences that are moving through your life now. i wish i could go back in time and tell myself the things i needed to hear, the things i needed to know, the things that were and will always be true. i can’t go back in time and give those gifts to myself, but i can be here now and give them to you.

i am grateful i found my way through the maze of dark tunnels and caves, that i found the light and followed it to the center of its source. i am grateful that i can give you what i needed to receive, that i can shine light into the dark places you are navigating. giving you the love, understanding, and encouragement i needed fills in the cracks that remain in my heart from those years of searching, stumbling, unable to see what was true within me.

i see you, dear one. i recognize your pure loving heart. your sensitivity is an asset, even when your sensitivity dissolves into sudden (and sometimes public) tears. you are safe. you are safely held in my heart. your heart is strong. your heart is strong enough to feel all of your feelings, to want everything you desire, to dream bigger dreams, to ask for more, to receive more love, to save the best for yourself, to give and give and give when you want to, and to say no when you don’t want to. you are safe. you are strong. you are beautiful. you deserve more. let yourself have it. i’m here for you, here to listen, here to understand, here to tell you the truth. you are loved, precious one. i am grateful to know you, to love you, to hold you in my heart.

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About angel joy

love is an action verb. i live love in action.
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