Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on young.
Go.
When I was young, I was scared.
When I was young, I was scared of my own shadow.
When I was young, I was scared of myself.
When I was young, I was scared of family.
When I was young, I was scared of love and needing it.
When I was young, I was scared of motherhood and couple-hood and I was scared.
When I met family, I got less scared. I got lighter. I became more free. The more I leaned, the more I gave up control, the more free I became.
When I was young, I met you, I fell hard. I embraced what you had to offer. You made me a better me. You made me better.
When I was young, I found family in places because even though I was afraid, I was needing it, I was craving it, so I created it.
When I was young, I had you. I held your little in my arms and I am just so happy I did. You were exactly what I never knew I always wanted.
Now, I have a front row seat to you being young and I get to watch this amazing person become. She is funny, and kind, and loving, and angry, and stubborn, and feisty, and has a need for connection...sound familiar?
When I was young, I was scared. Scared of myself, my shadow, the world. I'm still that scared little girl, but as the years have ticked away, I too am becoming.
Stop.
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