Small Rewards

Cinderella: "Sometimes, I wish you were my real Mom."

*sppppppllllleeeeooossssshhhhhhhhh*

(That's the sound of my heart exploding.)

That one statement has just made the past 13 years of struggles, tears, custody battles and rising ABOVE... most of which you all have seen documented here... worth it.

Period.

 

This Thing Called Love

On this day of Love, 
I've found myself  drawing upon the wisdom of Kahlil Gibran and his collection of essays from "The Prophet." 

This particular excerpt, which pertains specifically to Marriage, has always been one of my favorites and rings more true these days than ever before:



Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.


Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.