Dear Friend,
Lean in and put your head on my shoulder. Gain comfort knowing that I will always be there for you. I wish I could give you everything you need and want, I will do my best to give you happiness and security.
I will hold your hand, and reassure you when you are feeling down. Nothing lasts forever, and these hard times will pass as well. You are stronger than you know, just breathe and believe.
Lean in and listen while I whisper tales of better times, loving friends, and rainbows painted with vibrant colors. Forget about your fears for a moment, dream big!
I will give you my best, and help you break through the doors keeping you from your greatest joy. The challenges we face create growth, however painful they may seem at the time. The other side is a bolder world, a new stronger you.
Lean in my friend, I have your back.
Dear Friend,
I forgive you for not being your best. You have been through so much, and you haven't grown from the trauma of past hurts.
I forgive you for hurting me. You couldn't see beyond your own pain to give anyone else the love and acceptance you craved.
I forgive you for being lost, alone and scared. Though you may never admit it, you can't accept weakness in yourself or others.
I forgive you for keeping your secrets. I know how hard it is to trust, you couldn't see beyond those that had broken your confidence in the past.
I forgive you for keeping your distance. I could see right through you, and that can be scary.
I forgive you, I hope you find your way back.
Dear Friend,
I hold my head up and tell you what I have achieved, the look of respect is better than pity. I don't mention what it took to get here, the struggles you can't comprehend. I don't want to see charity or even worse, disbelief when I try to explain why it's so hard to get out of bed some days.
I tell you I feel fine when my whole body is hurting and I want to lie down and give up. I don't want your well meaning advice, I have tried so many different things to overcome the daily agony.
I hold my head high and tell you what you want to hear. I can't stand to listen to myself whine about my day to day struggle. I tell you I have it under control, even when I don't. This is normal for me, and I have been told again and again it's all in my head. Just try this pill, eat this food, exercise this way.
I hold my head up because I don't have a choice. I don't want your pity, I don't want to try to explain why this is a daily reality for me.
I hold my head up, and put one foot in front of the other. The alternative is to give into the pain, the struggle. I refuse to give in, I hold my head up and keep going.
Dear Friend,
Love is given, trust is earned.
To love you is easy, I see the joy you bring to your life and others close to you. You have a special place in my heart, a place not many reach. You didn't run when I showed you the cracks in my
faith. Someday I might trust you with the deepest fissures in my soul. You melt my resolve with your touch, you reveal my truth with your eyes.
We met when my heart was
breaking, and my spirit was torn. I thought my heart needed to be empty in order to mend. I
am truly blessed to have taken the time to reach out and find something
so precious. My life is richer with your presence, I
yearn for the days when I catch a glimpse of your smile and feel your
arms around me.
There is relief in knowing my heart can be full while keeping it safe
from breaking again.
Just because I love you doesn't mean I trust you with my essence. I am learning to trust myself, knowing I can hold steady and observe until intentions become clear. I am learning that I can take a calculated risk and not lose it all on a long shot.
My trust is saved for a season when you earn it, the price is time and effort. I watch, I learn, I observe how you are with me and others. Time and experience can show more than words, showing me how you choose to live in the world.
Dear Friend:
You made it so clear, you said what I wanted to hear.
You said you would stay the night.
You told me it would be all right.
You told me you would always be near.
My heart wanted to believe your lips.
My ears listened to your words oh so sweet.
My mouth wanted to kiss away your lies.
My soul yearned for release.
In that moment of passion, you believed it too.
In that moment of wanting, you whispered my heart's unspoken desire.
In that moment I was left wishing for more,wanting to even the score.
I left loving you, loving you from afar.
Dear Friend,
The lessons I have learned this year have created a new direction. My inner guide is singing with joy, and dancing in the living room when no one is watching. May you find inspiration in my words, may you find solace and light.
Resistance to change creates more resistance.
Relax and read the signs, pushing a door that is marked PULL will not open the door to success, only create frustration. Create your own fortune by relaxing into the NOW and enjoying the scenery.
Breathing isn't optional.
When life gets hectic, stop and take a deep breath, and then take another one. Until you are calm.
Naps as an adult are pretty cool.
Unless you wake up wondering what century it is or where you left your socks. Allow yourself to swim in a sea of possibilities, meditate and create.
Be kind, smile a lot and talk to random strangers.
Your energy changes the energy of those around you. The most interesting stories come from a passing conversation in the parking lot.
Don't give up. Ever.
Create your own story, mistakes are only failures if you miss the opportunity to use them as stepping stones to a better view.
Trust yourself. Always.
Your gut is never wrong, though sometimes we want it to be. Just because you want something doesn't mean its good for you. Trust yourself to know the difference.
Dear Friend,
A little birdie came to visit me today. He flew in the window when I opened it to let in a breeze. I wanted him to leave, he came closer instead. He landed on my finger, and said not a word. He seemed tired, so tired of life and the things he had seen.
I wanted to set him free, I wanted him to fly away and find a different life, one with happiness and joy. His sorrow was too much to bear for his little heart, he sat on the counter and looked at me.
I wonder if he wanted to tell me something, something I needed to hear. I wonder if he lost his way, and was resting before trying again. Where were his friends, what did he need? I stood by feeling helpless, then this little birdie became my friend.
A little birdie came to visit me today. Then, he flew away.
