As an orphan, as a failure- both motherless, in relevant ways, and childless in the real ones, you include me.
You envelop me within the warmth of a family that is not my own. You tie me, bind me to souls sharing only the elements of brokenness and abandon. These things both awe me and further break my heart.
Perhaps they are supposed to.
While the world around me shuts me out, unrelatable to the vein in which their lives flow, you include me.
While many decided (and still do) I was not worth their time,
worth their love or support,
worth anything at all really- you breathed within me that I do have worth in you. I am more than their self-seeking destruction, but I am yours. Your daughter, your child, your plan, your purpose, your path taker, if only I choose to take that path you’re on.
You have included my heart, my longings, my emptiness and my very core in this path which you have cleared. You have designed an entire universe of purpose around my very soul. You include me within your warm embrace when others shut the door, whispering in my ear to let go and trust. No baggage, no past, not one lost thing to drag me down. I look ahead, make out a clearing and know in my core that if I continue toward you, inclusion in your loving warmth is what will come.
And so, I let go.
(this post is from this weeks prompt over at FMF.)