I always thought I would find the perfect man.
That growing up I'd have security with a job.
It was untrue.
I always thought siblings were meant to get along.
That I would become older to understand life.
It was not true.
I always thought having a house
and money would bring happiness.
That being a good person meant always saying "yes."
It was untrue.
Now I know that no one's perfect.
Security comes from connecting to love.
Siblings aid in teaching lessons.
Life can't be understood until death.
Happiness comes from living in the heart.
And saying "NO" is an honoring gift to self
StarBG © 2017
Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 11:42 PM UTC
I always thought I would find the perfect man.
That growing up I'd have security with a job.
It was untrue.
I always thought siblings were meant to get along.
That I would become older to understand life.
It was not true.
I always thought having a house
and money would bring happiness.
That being a good person meant always saying "yes."
It was untrue.
Now I know that no one's perfect.
Security comes from connecting to love.
Siblings aid in teaching lessons.
Life can't be understood until death.
Happiness comes from living in the heart.
And saying "NO" is an honoring gift to self
StarBG © 2017
Jake Brannon
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