Today I saw a little girl, alone on a bench outside a grocery store, her head down and her shoulders slumped. I sat down next to her and said hi, then I asked her if she was sad. She looked at me and told me in a voice of insecurity that both her mother and her father always yelled at her.

I patted her shoulder and told her that I'm sorry. When her gaze returned to her feet, I took hold of the little courage inside of me and told her something. "I think..." I started in a voice filled with compassion, "that there is someone that always hugs you. That understands you completely and that is always there for you..."

She looked at me, confusion and longing in her eyes. I told her that inside her heart, deeper than the fear and the sadness and the anger, there is a love. Not a caught love that wants to escape, but a free love that doesn't want to be anywhere else. I told her that when I was so sad I thought I would surely die, I realized that there is a person who's always been with me, who understands and who loves me, and that person is me. There is a love and a caring deeper than all the fear and anger and sadness people spit at me, and the caresses of that eternal friend means more than almost everything.

She looked at me, tears the purest of diamonds in the corners of her eyes, sunlight playing in her hair. She took me in her arms and said, "Thank you."

Wherever she is, and wherever I am, I think a bond and a friendship just enriched my life...

Annons

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December 2014