When introducing my dad to this blog, I told him when I feel stressed, I have a hard time concentrating enough to write about anything. His response was a statement so fitting. He said, "Write what you know."
I know that weeping endures the night and joy comes in the morning.
I know that I am strong.
I know that my dad built me up to be resilient.
I know that I am so extremely positive, my cup is always half full.
I know that I am deserving of a love I cannot even imagine.
I know that people don’t often get gifted with a chance to rewrite their future, but I did.
I know that I have so much love inside of me, sometimes I worry I will not have enough time to share it.
I know that my days are filled with purpose and intention.
I know that I am not perfect, and I never will be.
I know that I have a lot to work on.
I know that a lot of the choices I made this past year created a deep sense of heartbreak.
I know that I am truly apologetic for it.
I know that I must have compassion and understanding for those who have hurt me.
I know that the wind is God’s way of communicating with me.
I know that music makes me feel emotions I’ve suppressed for so long.
I know that everything does actually happen for a reason.
I know that I am extremely naive.
I know that there is power in prayer.
I know that they don’t know better.
I know that I am trying my best.
I know that I will be a really good mom one day.
I know that my parents will make really amazing grandparents.
I know that all the answers are within me.
I know that I am a student of life.
I know that I crave knowledge more than I crave worldly possessions.
I know that I chose to see everyone’s beauty.
I know that I am typically the devil’s advocate, and sometimes that hurts people.
I know that I am in full control of my life and fully accountable for my actions.
I know that I am aware enough to use this to my advantage.
I know that none of this makes sense to most people.
I know that it doesn’t have to.
I know that I love you.
I know that that doesn’t make sense either.
I know that it doesn’t have to either.
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