My Path

We are strangers.

Similar, yet different.

Although we find ourselves “together" on this journey, we walk, as individuals, on very separate paths.

And walk alone, we must.

Each one of us carries our own experiences, fears, insecurities and expectations.

I honour your bravery.

I am in awe of you optimism.

I desire your resolve.

But for now, for just a short time, please honour my place, on my path.

Allow me my darkness.

Tolerate my despair.

Grant me time and space to grow and become strong, like you.

Empower me to liberate my inner warrior and know that she is fated (or is she cursed) to rage against this, her most recent enemy.

[GOOD_GRIEF]

mamaici1:

You're not alone.

Can't you tell I've got your back?