We were hurt alone Copa, and we need to rescue and then, hold and hear and comfort and nurture ourselves alone, too. No one can do it for us. What those who love us can do is believe we are better than we have been taught to believe we are. They can look into our eyes as we come aware and cherish us, like always. They can roar on about dinner, like always.
It's like...huh. They were here, all along.
More and more of ourselves warms and awakens.
Everything changes.
No one can take away those parts of self we reclaim. No one ever did really take them. We froze or put them into deep sleeps to protect them. Now, we are strong enough ~ not our husband, not even our witnesses here ~ we are more present. With each warming, with each reclamation, we are more present. Where there was fear, where there was something to protect, there is only us, now.
Home at last.
A new day, dawning. And for the first time Copa and Serenity, we are here to see it, and to feel the warmth of it on our faces.
Cedar