And as I take a deeper look at myself, I see that look of distrust and hope in my face as well. Trust is always something that I’ve grappled with – something that always seems like a far off wish or hope.
Thank you for pursuing me with your lavish, relentless love. You take delight in me. Your love for me is rock solid, unchanging, passionate, and all encompassing. You have made me unique and special. My story is important because it’s your story. I am free to be me because you love me.