. . . looking deeper . . .
loving and being loved equally in return has given me a depth that feels close to sadness. i’ve disappointed, i’ve hurt. i’ve given another human being a lethal weapon that could easily finish me. i’ve opened my hands in acceptance and prayer to a delicate and beautiful risk. i think it’s something like saying farewell to innocence and welcoming the knowledge and experience of life in all its humaness, its ugliness, imperfection, limitlessness and wonder.
so i’m not so bouncy and happy - instead i’m content and peaceful. i’m grateful and safe lying in the arms of faith and love.
somehow i always dream of a simple yet luxurious life.