Contentment
I wonder how long this contentment will live here. Is it temporary because my heart says he will come to me? What if he doesn't? What then? Will I continue to be content? I do not know. I only know that today, I am resolved to let his gifts live through me. Perhaps that is enough.
posted by Papermoon, Cardboard Sky at 10/23/2004 04:49:00 AM
2 Comments:
if "he" never comes, give me a call.
Don't give up. But don't give up on your own garden either. Be contented. Be you. One. Here. Now. I understand the longing. It reminds me of difficult times. It was painful. Physically painful. A pain that today I would gladly embrace.
It's been a year that she's gone now. For good. I've been lost for a long time, trying to find this place where I could live by myself, and be well.
Love, is truly a dangerous thing.
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