TRUTH THURSDAYS: Thicket of Undigested Experiences May 23, 2009
Posted by Janary in Letters, Truth Thursdays.trackback
Three Delays:
The Ocean, The Escape, The Touch
Two Words:
COME HERE
One Last Gesture:
A Stare
Dear Chance,
I was trying to deny the fact that you exist. Seeing you chase the wind and go in circles all the more showed me my greatest fear that I, as well, might end up chasing pavements. But you happened to occur in a limited time and I closed my eyes and took your hand, hoping that it would be worth the risk. I think it was still, though my expectations were more. I did it because I know that was my part- my response to chances that come once in a lifetime. After this grand time, I am still learning to accept that there are things that don’t happen clearly with undefined people like me. You gave me hope that grasped me entirely. Now let my eyes tell you that you took a part of me. I would like to hope that you will find that part- and carry it to fill that missing piece of me. If not, take it; it is now yours.
Sincerely,
Jana
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