I Am Found- Part 3 of 3
I heard somewhere that the best thing a teacher can do for his student is to hold him accountable.
Not let him slip from the high standard he's made for himself and not encourage him in areas he's simply and honestly not great in.
Hold him accountable and when he starts to slip or let go of his best work remind him he can do better.
It may seem harsh at times and it's never something we want to hear, but that doesn't change the fact that we need it sometimes. Without those people to remind us of all we can be I'm not sure where any of us would be now.
I think all we can do for the people we love is make mirrors of our eyes for them. We hear all the time that beauty is in the eye of the beholder but we never really listen, do we?
But what if we did?
Sometimes it feels like I put my worth on a yo-yo. I throw it down and just before it hits the ground I snatch it back up to safety, over and over again.
Almost as if it's easier not to care what happens.
When someone calls you out about something I think most of our first reactions are to be defensive, and trust me when I tell ya, I've been known to bite a few heads off in my time... (Sorry Mama, Daddy, Ezra and Rhett...)
But I always need to hear what they have to say. They remind me to be better and when I don't seem to have enough love for myself they give me enough extra to get me through the day. They hold up mirrors to my eyes and in the nicest way possible show me how much of a maniac I'm being sometimes.
They show me a better way.
They remind me of who I am and when I start to slip back into old bad habits they bring me back to reason.
The beauty I see in you is the same that you see in me and it's reflected back into everything we do. Together or apart, no matter what.
How could I ask for anything more?
To quote Virginia Woolf, "You have been in every way all that anyone could be."
This year I really figured out what Home means. I found out what it means to belong somewhere and that being home and belonging somewhere don't have anything to do with where you are or who you're with. I realized the importance of things or rather the lack thereof.
All of the things I write about and say come from 2 main places. The place of Fear, where I'm a failure, good for nothing, never going to do anything worthy in this life.
And the place of Love, where everything is exactly as it should be. Everything is right on time and I didn't miss anything.
I'm getting better at balancing between these 2 and not being so all or nothing all the time.
I haven't had my listening ears on lately but I'm starting to figure it out.
Thank you for never giving up on me even when I was trying my hardest to make it impossible to love me. I didn't know what I was doing.
I was blind but now I see.
There's a better way... And for the first time in my life, I feel like I'm doing something right.
Not let him slip from the high standard he's made for himself and not encourage him in areas he's simply and honestly not great in.
Hold him accountable and when he starts to slip or let go of his best work remind him he can do better.
It may seem harsh at times and it's never something we want to hear, but that doesn't change the fact that we need it sometimes. Without those people to remind us of all we can be I'm not sure where any of us would be now.
I think all we can do for the people we love is make mirrors of our eyes for them. We hear all the time that beauty is in the eye of the beholder but we never really listen, do we?
But what if we did?
Sometimes it feels like I put my worth on a yo-yo. I throw it down and just before it hits the ground I snatch it back up to safety, over and over again.
Almost as if it's easier not to care what happens.
When someone calls you out about something I think most of our first reactions are to be defensive, and trust me when I tell ya, I've been known to bite a few heads off in my time... (Sorry Mama, Daddy, Ezra and Rhett...)
But I always need to hear what they have to say. They remind me to be better and when I don't seem to have enough love for myself they give me enough extra to get me through the day. They hold up mirrors to my eyes and in the nicest way possible show me how much of a maniac I'm being sometimes.
They show me a better way.
They remind me of who I am and when I start to slip back into old bad habits they bring me back to reason.
The beauty I see in you is the same that you see in me and it's reflected back into everything we do. Together or apart, no matter what.
How could I ask for anything more?
To quote Virginia Woolf, "You have been in every way all that anyone could be."
This year I really figured out what Home means. I found out what it means to belong somewhere and that being home and belonging somewhere don't have anything to do with where you are or who you're with. I realized the importance of things or rather the lack thereof.
All of the things I write about and say come from 2 main places. The place of Fear, where I'm a failure, good for nothing, never going to do anything worthy in this life.
And the place of Love, where everything is exactly as it should be. Everything is right on time and I didn't miss anything.
I'm getting better at balancing between these 2 and not being so all or nothing all the time.
I haven't had my listening ears on lately but I'm starting to figure it out.
Thank you for never giving up on me even when I was trying my hardest to make it impossible to love me. I didn't know what I was doing.
I was blind but now I see.
There's a better way... And for the first time in my life, I feel like I'm doing something right.
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