When I was a Child…

When I was a child, I imagined being an adult.

Not what I would look like; Not what I would do for a living…

Unbeknownst to me, I was imagining a feeling.

A feeling of utter CaLm. That’s what becoming an adult meant to me.

When I was a child, I watched my parents be happy, fight, & everything in between. The greatest love story of all time involved a little bit of everything. My parents had the “thing.” Whatever that thing is that we all wish to have, they had it. They still do. I had no idea what it was, but I wanted it and never even knew.

Until recently.

I didn’t know –

Until I felt it.

Even then, it took me a long while to process.

When I was a child, I witnessed more than my fair share of marital squabbles. More than my fair share of Loving Embraces. Far More than my fair share of gross, lovey gestures & uncomfortable dinner conversations between my mom & my dad because my dad got a chuckle out of it and it made my mom completely uneasy in front of her kids (LOL). Little did I know, I was witnessing “the feeling”

Feeling completely and utterly safe.

C A L M

I So Wish I could say I felt this alone. I thought I had. I thought I was GooD.

But I wasn’t.

How was I to know that I hadn’t until I did?

When I was a child, I longed to feel —

Safe from the Cruel world.

Safe from the Mean & the Hate.

Safe from the Madness.

Yes, it exists. A certain calm and safe that I never knew existed before this.

A sense of Calm.

A sense of Peace.

A sense of Wonder.

and all of a sudden, I am right where I was always supposed to be.

MAKE GOOD CHOICES.

~Love & Light, Sarah