December 12, 2012
I want you to smile and laugh like you used to at the age of three. I am sorry for not putting you first. Broken and confused, I keep making mistakes after mistakes. I know you don’t deserve this, yet I’m holding on to a worn out rope. Words can’t express how little I feel. I am profoundly sorry; so when you look back one day, please forgive me. I also pray that one day you will be strong, a new woman with self-worth. Sadly, on that day, we will have to say goodbye, for I belong in the past and you not. On that day, mourn me not; but if you must feel, then feel grateful and smile. Before I say goodbye, remember to always love who you are and if you ever meet my old friend– Sadness– tell her you will be fine.
I love you,
“Sometimes the hardest part of the journey is believing you’re worthy of the trip.” ~Glenn Beck
I met a lot of people over the years, I even encountered myself.
[God isn’t through with me yet.]