I’m so stuck in my past experiences sometimes that it’s hard to imagine a chapter could end any differently than those I have lived before. But apparently they can. And they do. And I’m so relieved.
He teaches me, consistently and patiently, to trust those who are trustworthy; he probably doesn’t even realize the impact he has. He’s quiet and gentle and calm – all of the things I am not when I am faced with a disappointment or a negative situation. He’s the rational adult while I am kicking and screaming on the floor, and then he scoops me up in his arms, kisses my forehead, and tells me everything will be okay. And he doesn’t yell at me.
And it is – okay.
Sometimes, even Cinderella has to tidy up the fireplace in between dances.
Its really nice to have people in your life like that. People that see how worth it you really are. Ones who won't give up on you. Dont ask why, just be thankful that they are there. Its a gift and a blessing.
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