I wrote these words after I learned that revelation comes in retrospect. May you find promise in the process… life is a journey, not an event.
BEFORE WE WERE STRANGERS
We finished each other’s sentences.
We called holding hands “quality time”.
Our silence was a loving pregnancy.
We started and ended our days with cuddles.
We saw each other in each other’s eyes.
We sang in harmony.
We fought for equality and justice.
We fought for joy and hope.
We fought for us.
And then we didn’t.
I did not know how to spell goodbye.
I did not know I could live beyond the wreckage.
I did not know there was a purpose in the pain.
I did not know portraits with shadows can be lovely.
I did not know the promise is not always visible.
However, I do now.
Until next time, remember,
You are not alone.
You are not your circumstances.
You have everything within you to live a purpose-filled life.