- My steering wheel,so I didn't loose control of my van.
- My past so I didn't lose sight of where I came from.
- My trophies, metaphorically and physically, so I felt some sort of pride.
- My clothes/jewelry/makeup, so I could control how I appeared to others.
- My emotions, so no one knew what was going on inside my world.
- My children, because I want them to stay little and sweet and unharmed by the world.
All of these things I held led me to realize, being held is a way of controlling, of holding me back. Did you catch that HOLDING me back. Once I let go of the desire of needing to be held, our marriage turned around. I became a different person, a person that was loved regardless of what I had almost lost. My husband, since the beginning never held me back he held me as an equal. I can't explain why I never realized it before, but walking along life beside him is much more comforting than being held by him. Letting go of my insecurities and realizing I don't need to be held to be loved by him was freeing. Knowing that he's not holding me but laying beside me at night is more than enough to let me know he loves me. Tell me, are you being held by anything?
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