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For you too have the ability to lift and strengthen, to instill faith and to bring comfort.
For I am a child again whenever I am around you. That child who just happens to be the older one.
You have the ability to believe in me wholeheartedly, even in my imperfect understanding, in spite of my clumsy inadequacies.
But I am only me. Inherently flawed and wrought in struggles and confusions. Anchored only in the identity I truly own when I have you.
I love you just because. I've loved you since I was 7. I've loved you every single day since then and I don't know how to live any other way. Do you understand?
I bruise when you do. I've never not stood shaking in trepidation crying out silent prayers for you as you trekked the life that will make you the woman you are, authoring your life through meandering paths seeking the things that define you. I celebrate every growing independence you've harnessed with the same debilitating fear of losing you to the world.
I splinter too.
But we are unbreakable.
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