He reminded me often to have a little faith in myself, as though it were such an easy task. On one occasion I replied that I had ‘about as much faith in myself as I did in God these days.’ I didn’t have the heart to tell him just how little that was.
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Those Little Moments
Sometimes when the big picture is dark
and blurry,
and hopeless…
you have to look for the little moments that bring a tiny glimmer of light,
a faint glimpse of clarity
and a brief reminder to hope.
Tonight’s little moment was a song.
A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.
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What’s left unsaid…
Every day, there are words that go unspoken.
Sometimes the hardest instances of what if and what might have been are a direct result of those things that were never said. Whether it be three simple words, one honest sentence, or a conversation full of confession.
It’s the accidental “I love you” that was blurted out far too soon, and it’s the “I love you” that was never spoken at all.
It’s the seemingly convincing nod and the plastic smile that cover up what you truly wanted to say when you were asked if you were okay.
It’s the words you mutter under your breath or think inside your mind when the perfect opportunity to stand up for yourself arrives.
It’s the questions you were too afraid to ask, as you were told what to believe, how to act, and what was acceptable.
Why is it so easy, so familiar, and so habitual to leave things left unsaid?
Perhaps I would be a better friend, if I had answered honestly all those times that I really wasn’t okay and really needed you.
Perhaps I would be a better son, if I had told you that important truth about me much sooner.
Perhaps I would be a better lover if I had confessed how much I loved you when our feelings were mutual.
Instead I live in the present, constantly looking back, wondering what might be different if only I hadn’t left those things unsaid.
But tomorrow is a new day.
Tonight is an opportunity for change.
As for all those unsaid words of my past, there’s only one thing left for me to say.
I’m sorry.
Grouplove - Slow (by originalstyle8)
