"It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know
his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth
until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of
another loving, caring human being."
John Joseph Powell
In the tender years, I attracted the wrong type of person to love. I was focused on loving others, and making their life better without any thought to my lovely self. I would be surprised when I found my withered heart broken.
Through raising four children, I discovered the varying depths of love. I trusted all of them and allowed them to teach me while I taught them. No, I did not dodge the disappointment love can bring, but I did learn the difference between judgment such as: bad boy and bad thing to do. My children reflected my good parts and love flowed dearly between us.
I have finally been drawn to my Renaissance Man who respects all parts of me. He stirs my favorite memories and the old pain and sadness drifts away. His presence reminds me of the gifts of trusting and the strength of truth between two star matched souls. Childish laughter and joy have replaced the darkness of my ancient isolation. As he grasps my hand every step of the way, I can see how lovely I am in his eyes, and the depth of this love stirs my soul.
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