No tags yet.
mom,
before I leave to enter a developing country
I want you to know
that I am
broken
unsteady
demolished
because this world is far too harsh for my fragile frame. Though God's grace is more sufficient than anything I can possibly endure on my own, I am struggling. I am destined to become a woman of new horizons; a woman who once was a seed but now made with fearful roots of watered branches. You will see me blossom into a leader, a survivor of this world. With patience, I am bound to learn what passionate and gentle love means through the tenderness of a child. My soul will welcome and embrace the gracious hands of pure orphans into my heart. I am a woman with the power to trust my instincts, because I learned from you that evilness deserves to be swallowed and pain thirsts to be quenched with love. I will no longer be your little princess confined to the ground, perhaps a goddess with wings spread wide soaring beyond the heights of my unfathomable imagination. My passion for love will overwhelm my heart and defeat anything that once attempted to belittle me and annihilate my worth. I am desperate and ready to come home revived and liberated with a new life. As I will be learning from children of Guatemala, I hope you learn something from your own child. When I embark on my journey as one person, return home another; I only wish you are proud to call me yours, as I would not be half the woman I am without the influence of you.
and when I come home,
I hope to be
healed
stable
full
; with my inner being embodied with God's love
