Dearest Friend:
With the complexities of this life and what I’ve come to know life as, nothing is more valuable to me than a faithful friend. All of my heart will always belong to you. You are a treasured jewel found amongst the rubble of brokenness extra ordinare.
None us can ever thrive without the intimate loyalty and confidence of another human. Having a trusted friend who sees the good, the bad and the ugly in us and continues with us, seems all too impossible to find.
Sometimes we need to go backwards, in order to go forward, pick up the broken pieces of a shattered past, dust them off, and spend the rest of our days reforming them into the perfectly shaped masterpieces, that they were always meant to be. ❤️
And trust? With our era of political correctness, which equates to falsehood and half truths, are there any honest people who know when truth can hurt but, will openly speak with love being the motivation for all truth, when asked? Are there? I believe there are those rare chiseled out hearts that won’t compromise who they are, for the good of another. Those are the real heroes in faithfulness.
I myself will think very hard, before I, (tell it like it is). I’ve learned the hard way, very few people like the truth. My mother used to call me ‘Tell it like it is Shellie”. Now, I might be called, “tell it like it is (if ) anyone’s really listening Shellie”. However, I myself can only relate to truth. I refuse to listen when half truths or opinions are flying around the room. 🤔
I’ve been running a long and hard race and I’m tired. When I open my eyes each day, the only thought that comes to me are the true blue hearts that cling to mine. That is what catapults me forward. 💞
I long for a slower pace, a smiling face and eyes that refuse to disconnect from mine. Laughter so loud that it adds decades of health and life to our bones. Deep will always cry out to deep and nothing but deep will suffice. I’ve grown tired in trying to make something out of nothing. Only my God can do that, but, even His hands are tied when unyielding hearts persist. 💔
How I’ve come to appreciate the cool breeze of kindness blowing across my parched soul and dehydrated mind and body. Where my clothes used to cling to every move I made from my exhausted and parched skin, now seems to glide over my rehydrated being. I feel like I’m living in the summers of my youth.
I hold onto the dream of a well painted sky, laced with cotton ball clouds, sunsets draped with cool breezes and rippling waters followed by the winter’s snow. With wildlife so abundant, we become one with their beauty and the silence of midnight is so intoxicating that stillness becomes the anthem by which the drums beat.
The music 🎶 that echos deep within me, is the ultimate musical called friendship. Deep lasting friendships maintain an array of rhythms, during a symphonic beat that becomes so life producing that it over shadows the heart in our chests and recreates it’s desire to beat. When we give way to the rhythms of friendship it frees our hearts to sing 🎤 the songs that still need to be written.
Beauty is fully in the eye of the beholder and what I now behold more than anything is truth, integrity, words with weight, hearts that aren’t afraid to love and a love that can withstand all time and all adversity.
Thank you to anyone who believes you have been a faithful and loyal life producing friend.
You and you alone have inspired me to write again.
Michelle (Shellie)
Give Life! 