I started writing this a couple weeks ago or so... and never posted it. So today I wanted to finish it...
You pass through this life... things move so quickly. You hold that tiny baby in your arms one day and seems that the next day they are graduating from school. so many times you have tried to tell them how much you love them, to warn them of things that could cause them pain.
Yet they must really learn from their own experience, from their own falling down and getting up. You pray each day they remember some part you told them... tears are there for you know they feel pain, hardship.
You meet that special one... the one who moves you. Touches you deeply, loves you differently than ever. You struggle to put away the fears of your past, to allow love to grow anew! You watch them amoungst others, their actions, their differences in beliefs and opinions... tears are there because some of those things hurt. But you put them aside for the good... learning about yourself that you too react poorly to things and maybe are not as mature as you once thought. Or that the pains of past are not gone away... the real truth is that when you know real love, you are able to speak your mind. Even when you differ on things.. learning to talk them out and be honest makes your life rich! Their touch, their voice becomes your peace! The safe place to be near when life is rolling like a rough sea...
The people who should love you without condition... those cause you most pain. Bring most tears. the expectations, the disapproval. The lack of excitement when your life makes the move to the next plateau. Maybe we struggle to get to the next level because we never feel smart enough, good enough, worthy enough... These are the people who engrained this in us... So we struggle through this all our lives to overcome who we were taught to be, and become who we should have been allowed to be so long ago!
Sometimes we see something, or hear something... that brings us tears. A play, a song.. a comment made in haste by someone who doesn't know what you deal with. The memories can be so deep.. so painful... so intense... so unexplainable!! These can bring the tears.. the deep inner tears, that our soul cries. The ones we cannot dry, or subside by buryin our face in the pillow...
Just remember... all of these things are not bad.. just because they make us cry... for washing our windows cleanses the soul!
Peace,
AL
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