Dear One,
Promise me that the next time you are able to give to someone, be it time or money or housing or grace, that you won't forget how it felt to be the one receiving all of that and more.
Promise me that you will not lose yourself to smallness again, after having gone through this stretch of such need and reliance on others.
Promise me that you will spend time, each day, thanking God for this breath.
And this one.
Promise me that you will not lose love with these best people in your life, no matter where you live. Or where they do. Love is always an honor.
Promise me that the next time you are able to give to someone, be it time or money or housing or grace, that you won't forget how it felt to be the one receiving all of that and more.
Promise me that you will not lose yourself to smallness again, after having gone through this stretch of such need and reliance on others.
Just as having received can make you a better giver, so can having known small make each future straightening of the spine more honest.
Promise me that you will spend time, each day, thanking God for this breath.
And this one.
And this one.
And this one.
And this one.
And this one.
Promise me that you will not lose love with these best people in your life, no matter where you live. Or where they do. Love is always an honor.
Promise me that you will be open-hearted and opened-eyed enough to see the new best people in your life when they come. And teach your children to do the same.
Promise me Gratefulness.
Promise me Trust.
Promise me that you will remember your failings to the point of humility, but never to the point of punishing, wounding, stealing your joys.
Promise me Joy.
a little bit, every day
Promise me Joy.
a little bit, every day
Promise me that you will not lose heart,
because your heart is my favorite thing about you.
Love,
Me
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