Friday, 8 January 2016

Faith and Trust and Pixie dust.

"I don't think that we're meant to understand it all the time. I think that sometimes we just have to have faith." - Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember.

Fear. Of not knowing. Of not comprehending. Of not being sure. Of us.

Numbness. Of uncertainty. Of irreversible decisions. Of tomorrows. Of confusions. 

Anxiety. Of leaving the known. Of accepting the unfamiliar. Of pressure to fit in. Of insecurities. Of the unwanted solitary feeling.

Realization. Of the immensity of the choices made. Of the gravity, of the twists and turns life is going to take. Of the patience it demands. Of having to face life alone. For the first time.

Hopes. Of being fine. Of the tranquil tomorrows. Of contentment. Of perfectly bright days and fairy lights. Of undefiled love. Smiles. And laughter. Of  blending in. Easily.

Faith. That though I can't put my prayers into words he will listen through my heart. That he will answer.  In time. Forever and always. That he will fix everything broken and incomprehensible. That he is and will always be there for me.

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