So, there's this girl after my own bleeding heart and creative soul. We are symbiotically connected in that we both crave these blog entries for our own selfish reasons. Without the effort of the other these pages remain lifeless. Together, though, we are breathing love and life back into these pages, and into our collective selves.
Serendipity deliciously brought her into my life and I find myself effortlessly loving her as my own. I would claim her in a heartbeat. She is an easy free spirit; mature beyond her years and more beautiful than the universe should dole out at such a young age. But she carries herself with a securely rooted base of grace and I trust she will continue to do so as she traverses the path of growing into a young woman. She's got the strength inside of her to be absolutely amazing. Already, her being is light years ahead of her life years...and her soul pulls at mine with an undeniable force. Sometimes I find myself wondering where her she comes from because I know no more of her inner circle. Doesn't really matter though, in the end...what's important is that she has it.
I am lost in thought as I write these words, wondering how I assure her of how special and perfect she is. How do I make her understand that she is unstoppable and filled with greatness? I don't want her to change a thing about herself as she makes her way through her young adult life. Not. One. Damn. Thing. I am not sure that she realizes how much she has already figured out about herself, and this thing called life...and how beautiful it is for those who cross her path to be able to inhale such a strong sense of self, kindness and strength from the presence of her budding human soul.
I find myself wanting to know everything about her. I want to understand her deepest fears and struggles. I want to guide her when she questions herself, but mostly I want to listen and learn her. I silently watch her when she is in my space, and take note of little things she says and does, actions that stem from a core of compassion and empathy for the human race. And I smile.
She truly is some kind of wonderful. Some kind of glowing-spark filled-strength filled-awe inspiring-powerful-deliciously perfect wonderful.
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