When we get well, we change. When grief has cycled through enough times to finally meet us Prepared, we are peaceful. When we learn to be that answer in our own darkness, we are strong. When we listen and ask, rather than react, we are self aware. When we respect the needs of others, we are needed. When we accept the whole person, we become whole ourselves.
We adapt to take things as they come. Head on. In order to give and to hear. We do not hide away and lose heart. Forget. I choose to be the type of person I would appreciate for myself. To be receptive, understanding and accountable. Forgiving and communicative. This, as well, is peace. I won’t put forth less. Nor will I backtrack on my promise to be those things.
My intuition is strong. My integrity stronger. I follow them both. I let them lead me. I stand behind them. With an open heart, I stand behind them. With an open mind and ears, I stand behind them.
I will meet you exactly where you are…because that is all I ever ask for myself. The expression, reception and exchange of that one true need is vulnerability. It is not a burden. To myself or another. It is not shameful. It is care. It is emotion. It is connection. It is human.
I will continue to be here. And to be what I’ve promised to be. What I know I am.