I have seen your forgiving heart. I
have seen your grace. I have seen you be selfless so many times, giving all
your love to the ones closest to you even to strangers. I have seen you smile
on your worst days, and find the strength to keep on giving, even when you can
barely lift your head.
You are incredibly beautiful, inside
and out, never giving up on the ones you love, even when you’re exhausted by
the world. I watch you, day after day, pick up the chipped pieces of yourself
and stick them together with a tape that’s barely strong enough to get you
through the next night. Yet you continue.
You give your heart to people who
don’t see your beauty through the brokenness. You console and comfort friends
who do not understand the power of your care, you forgiveness.
You surround yourself with people
that you need to fix, with people that you must work to love. But even when you
fall into your bed at the end of each night, you don’t see what an incredible
difference you’ve made.
You think that you deserve the cold
words, the turned faces. You think you deserve friends that pull away and men
who don’t love you back.
You somehow turn everything back to
yourself, and wonder if you’ll ever be good enough.
Well, you are good enough. You’re
more than enough. I wish I could tell you that you are noticed. That the
wonderful little ways you brighten people’s lives are important. Are valued. I
wish I could tell you that your eyes sparkle and bring life to one’s whose days
feel dull and empty. That your smile lifts people from their anger. That your
laugh makes those around you want to close their eyes and lean their heads back
to bask in the sweet sound.
I wish I could tell you that God has
made you perfect, just as you are – a fighter, a sinner, a flawed and broken
and beautiful warrior of love.
I wish I could tell you to keep
loving, even when the world looks the other way. I wish I could tell you that
sometimes you give your heart to people who doesn’t deserve it, in love or in
friendship, and it becomes a hard lesson learned. I wish I could tell you that
you must never accept a half-love, a love that is nowhere near the amount you
give. I wish I could tell you that you are a blessing to so many people.
And that you need to bless yourself
sometimes. I wish I could tell you that life will be so hard, but you must keep
on living. That you must find reasons to celebrate, to pull strength, to stay
pure, even when people hurt you.
I wish I could tell you that you will
face so much pain, but you cannot let it break you. You must find a way to see
yourself, your worth, and know that you are an important part of this world.
I wish I could tell you that you
matter, and you are loved. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FRIEND..
Love,
Marissa
God Bless Us..
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