One of the Nicest things you can say to a person is, “I think about you often”
Well no one said you meant for it to happen. But there’s no use playing dumb.
I start again.
I use to play in the mud. I use to get dirty and learn lessons, fall in love, have my heart broken, take emotion risk that would not pay off as much as they should. But some where along the way, I guess I got hurt to much. I stop going outside with friends and family and I just stayed inside and watch from my safe abode.
I became afraid to love. Afraid to feel. Afraid to be bold. Afraid to be whom I loved being.
Where I am now, I hate. I despise these comforts of my safety, I need to leave this spiritual suicide. I need to go out and love again. And be ok with falling, knowing that when I get back I will be stronger. I need to leave this fear right where I am, not worried about where I found it. I need to be open and willing and loving so when I lay my head down at night I will be looking forward to the next day not looking back at the illusions of the past.
I need to take this journey step by step, I am going to wear my nice cloths not afraid to get them dirty. This is my life and my journey. And I will make sure I lay claim at my God-given stake at life.
Jesus be my eye And Lead my feet, your will be done. And your love equip my heart.