When I look in the mirror I am not sure who I see. I feel like I am 16 with the world ahead of me and a spirit as free as a bird. "I can be whatever I want to be," I exclaim. But what I feel and what I see are often too different things.
I feel confused and frustrated and beaten by time. Who was I supposed to be? Who do I want to be? And who will I be?
I do not look the way I thought I would look at this age. I see lines like my mother's....some gracefully grown and some forcefully created by events best forgotten.
I see a girl waiting for the day when it all will make sense...her purpose, her talent and heart all alike.
I'm linking up to Five Minute Friday. You should give it a try, it feels so good to be free from a carefully planned word.
I'm waiting for it all to make sense, too!! :)
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Yes, I wonder if we ever stop wondering those things. Or if we learn to make peace with the wondering? Or if we ever arrive at understanding it all. I'm thinking probably not. But that we learn to unravel bits of the bigger picture little by little. So that we might seem more raggedy, but that we start to make more sense. Even if only to ourselves :)
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Those are familiar thoughts. We are all a work in progress, aren't we? I clicked over and read more of your story...touching! I'm inspired by your determination, to continue to pursue Him and and His plan.
ReplyDeleteVisiting by way of Lisa-Jo's and I'm glad I stopped by today.
While you don't look the way you thought you would, *I* think you're lovely.
ReplyDeleteWhile you arne't where you thought you'd be, *God* knew exactly where and with whom you'd be.
Still thinking about you all and wishing we could comiserate over a bagel, coffee and your lemon bars. <3