~Leo F. Buscaglia~
I've been trying for a long time now to break free. To remove the chains of fear and embarrassment, of anger and resentment and live. I've made progress but I'm still not where I want to be.
My goal is to grow backwards. To embrace the child within me. To nurture her and let her play. Long ago she was put in a box, her only toy a black crayon. For a long time I spent a lot of time and emotion trying to figure out how she got into the box, who put her into the box and why she remained in there. I started to heal the day I figured out that none of that mattered. What mattered is letting her out.
Well she's out now. She's still not able to dance like no one is looking but she has traded in her black crayon for a yellow sharpie. She giggles and laughs and cries at Disney movies and when she writes, she writes like she's booty dancing naked in the living room. She's free. She's taking her yellow sharpie and coloring the outside of that box that used to confine her. She is happy.
I am happy and I am free of the box. I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you for the progress I've made and stand right here a moment. I want to see where I am, where I've been and where I'm going. From where I stand, it looks pretty damn good.
God has orchestrated this life. Dude, you rock. *kneels, makes odd rock n roll hand gesture and head bangs for Jesus*
