My heart sees what the world cannot comprehend.
My heart sees the loneliness that she feels when the world shuts her out.
My heart sees the ache when all she wants are friends that include her and think about her.
My heart sees how walls have been built because they are a form of protection.
My heart sees a young woman trying to find her fit in this life and feeling hopeless.
My heart sees a child that looked for love in all the wrong places because she didn’t feel loved enough at home.
My heart sees a child that wants to feel needed and loved unconditionally.
My heart hurts because I cannot fix the problems she fears and the failures she remembers
My heart sees what all the negative words have done as they have penetrated her soul and become her beliefs, that she is worthless, useless, lazy, not loved.
My heart cries because this is not who she is. She is beautiful.
My heart sees the struggle she lives within herself; I remember when she was carefree.
My heart sees that coping isn’t easy and sleep never comes.
My heart sees a woman that loves her child but doesn’t know how to show it all the time.
My heart sees a woman who wants to have a job, have friends, be independent, but doesn’t know how to achieve it, because her self-esteem has been battered and bruised.
My heart sees where I have failed and my heart forgives itself because holding onto that kind of thinking can cripple a person.
My heart hopes for her, that one day she will be the person God has created her to be.
My heart sees the fierce compassion she carries within her own heart and will defend those she says she doesn’t love because that’s what family does for one another
.My heart longs for her to accept that she is worthy of love, real love and so much more.
My heart waits for her to understand that life gives us lessons to make us stronger and not to withdraw more.
My heart leaps when I see her artistic ability and I only wish she could see this gift of a talent she has.
My heart perseveres in knowing she can be anything she wants to be, she can be the best at what she hopes for and she can soar.
My heart prays for the day that she is not afraid to spread her wings and fly.
My heart weeps because the anxiety that is part of who she is how it stops her in her tracks and as much as she wants to be a part of something, anything, she doesn’t know how to move forward without fear creeping in.
My heart loves this person with so much love, that I will never look at her except as the beautiful child I know her to be. She grew inside of me for 9 1/2 months. She is my daughter. She struggles with depression and social anxiety. She has but a few friends and I weep because I know she desires so much more for herself than I can give. I love her with a fierce love and I always will. I pray daily that she will know how much she is loved and will not only know it but embrace it. I love you, Katlyn Nicole with all that I am.
May you know how much Jesus Loves You!#HopeAlwaysHaveFaith
Blessings til next time!