We are all given the chance, and must at some point, grow up. Move on from Jonas brothers to things bigger. We are all influenced and changed. Experienced and taught.
I wish for so many things. I wish I made the soccer team, I wish I was thinner, I wish I had bluer eyes and better grades..vague. I wish this and that, but what I wish for the most,
is her courage. She has courage and poise far beyond her years. Beaten down, picked up/led astray, carried back/molded, shaped/blessed and graced/ talked and listened, heard and unheard...but, I don't know her.
This is a vantage point. on & off. It's interesting that I can know of her, but not know her. It's a jumble of feelings when I realize, everything I want to be, she is. No, she's not perfect, not at all, infact she is broken and fearful and strong and brilliant, but once again, I don't know her.
She wants something more, I want something more. She is human, as am I.
We are not the same. Differences as wide as the ocean separate us worlds apart. The crosses we bear are different shapes and weights. Infact, as I write, I see we are so unbelievably different.
Her devotion to the people she must love are so lucky to have her to love them, however, gutsy as well, taking on a broken, confused masterpiece of encredible beauty and strength to love in return.
She will never know, maybe not until she's rocking her grandchildren (what a thought!) about how we are different, but somehow managed something amazing through her words.
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