So, I’ve constantly thought someday I’d get mine
I reflect on signs
I know deep down, doing the same thing over & over will not change my result
I’m simply a work in progress
I’ve been sent a sign
& I won’t ignore it
So, I’ve taken a deep breath
let my walls down a little bit
and I’m talking to him
His image, reminds me of a safe place
his texts are so sweet
calming & familiar
I’m not even sure why
texting to me, is like reading directly what’s on someone’s mind
this simple action, takes only seconds
he asked to read my writing
& as I write he is doing just that….
reading my pain, splashed all across these electronic pages
& like a breeze, I think of my Dad
I reached out the other day… no response which makes me sad
Funny, these 2 men have the same name
As I am writing, he is reading & I’m in shock
he’s presently reading my pain
I take a deep breath and talk to God
I know I’m being vulnerable
I’m taking this as a sign
I’m allowing someone to see me naked
I’m in shock
I’m honored, nervous and scared to allow that to happen
I’m unapologetically allowing someone to read my soul
I guess, I’ll just have to relax and see where this all will go
