23 December 2009

Power

It strengthens me, knowing you think of me every day. I feel your care and concern in every part of my life. I'm not always appreciative or kind enough to you, but you always greet me with open arms. My silliness somehow makes you laugh, my problems make you cry, and my successes please you more than I.
It seems as though you are an answer to the prayers of my soul, a kindred spirit directed here to lighten my load. You comprehend me even when I can't fathom myself, and decipher my every glance or grunt. You know me better than I know myself, and the love you give me bolsters my bleeding self-image.
I could never deserve you or thank you enough for the godsend you are in my life.
I've lost track of how many times you've showed me the way, and it is through your steadfast efforts to show Gods love that I brave each harrowing day.

There is a sacredness in tears: they are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They are messengers of overwhelming grief, and of unspeakable love.  - Washington Irving

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