Would you still love me the same?

My previous post is a poem of assurance, perhaps a response to questions asked, to confirmation we seek from the ones we love… do you really love me? how much? how long? will you stand by me no matter what? will you be for me? will you catch me if I fall?

I know my children feel secure in the knowledge that I will be for them, no matter what. Yet, how I will may not agree with how they would like me to be nor how they think I would be… so perhaps I am only for them in my desire, my knowing and my ways.

Perhaps at some point, we realise we have always been on our own. Like children learning they can be without their parents, independent. Then we realise the strengths and courage that are within us all along, even when we thought we are only made strong by the presence of others in our lives. Others guide, they demonstrate, they model, they reflect… as they live… we do the same. It is only ourselves that will live our lives.

Each time we look in the mirror, see the people who have come before us, who have also live their lives, those we emulate or learn from. Know that each of us is where we are because we make decisions and choices to be here in our human experience, with the resources we have within us. We do the best we can.

And this post just because I heard this song… 🙂

– FlorenceT

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