Alessia
To the girl with the dancing eyes, laughing mouth, and
dreaming heart;
As you are standing on the cusp of life and love,
Seeing beauty as you
create it in the world.
Love…
is rather complicated.
The
beauty of pure love is vital to a well-lived life, but love is often nuanced
with shades.
So,
I humbly offer this much-condensed guide,
sharing my mistakes as a road-map to keep you from the
bumpier patches.
We
model love as we see it in those first to love us,
learning the nuances of affection as family weaves
together life’s foundation.
Princesses
look at the queen across the tea table, (sitting clockwise to the stuffed
rabbit)
In
time, clumsy mimicry of her will grow into a seamless reflection of grace and
compassion.
A
little girl looks at her Daddy, and in him she sees her most ardent admirer,
…cavernous strength, deeply quiet and mysterious.
He
sets the bar for each subsequent man to make conquest of your heart.
Yours, however, was taken from you;
…defeated
by a dragon lurking in the shadows
Awakened
to roar with a sudden ferocity that will forever echo in your heart
as
you remember your tiny world collapsing.
Five is too young to understand loss… mortality… cancer.
So
now, freshly thirteen, you will slowly become your own woman.
As
you discover and trademark your own exquisite brand of beauty:
Boys will come.
They
will be drawn to your infectious joy, effervescent warmth…
But most of all, they will seek you for the innocence of
your heart,
piercingly
scary in the surety such pure truth holds.
How
could they resist?
You
are unquestionably adorable, indomitably lovable.
Beware
of the boy who dares to assume he knows the paths
Twisting through your imagination and desire,
creating your soul…
and
claim knowledge enough to quickly rush declaring his love.
He
will admire you in an honest, endeared fashion,
However,
he does not yet know love.
I
worry for you, aching to protect your heart,
alarmed at the incompetency of its surrogate guardian.
Your
brother will attempt to safeguard you, but will not know how.
For the exposed parts of his twisted soul are gnarled and
crooked,
But
how will your tender spirit understand this ugliness?
His
cruel games and calculations are not love.
Love
should not hurt.
The
purity of your love covers the multitude of his sins as you excuse them,
waving thinly veiled pain off as just being “him.”
Abuse
has many faces, child;
A
man does not have to hit you to abuse.
His
penchant for emotional blackmail and chaotic nature betray love.
Violently
unpredictable mood swings cycling rapidly
as
he rejoices in concocted drama,
manipulating
the world into false compassion.
Using
people, preying on their hearts, this is sneaky… despicable.
That
is not love.
Your
sweet voice is mighty, each idea brilliantly worthy.
Do
not allow that voice to be quieted or discounted.
Listen
to the melody of your dreams
And
chase your passions with reckless abandon.
Your
purity, exquisite, cannot be regained if lost.
Make
decisions on your terms,
without
succumbing to the pressure of others.
Your
insight is valuable and instincts sharply acute.
Always
go with your gut.
You
will make mistakes, but surely less with this route.
Beware
the pretty boys who love themselves,
It never ends well for the women they collect to adore
them.
You
are more than a groupie assigned to inflate male ego.
Do
not see men as projects: capable of being “fixed”
Your time is precious, and that road inevitably leads to
heartache.
If he could be fixed, his mother would have done so.
The depth of your love cannot change this,
However
noble your intent.
Some
men will forget the value of your precious trust,
Apathy considering it granted, instead of the intimate
gift it truly is.
There can be no question, or granting of grace here:
If
he cheats, betrays, or dares to hit you
Leave.
Run,
dear girl, and do not look back.
No matter the tearful apology or conniving justification.
If
he knew love, this would not happen.
No
matter the argument,
You
are not to accept blame for those sins.
Many
potential dangers lurk in the hearts of men.
Discerning
motives and waiting for your complement will overwhelm you.
In discouragement, you may find your light dimming as hope
fades.
Mounting
pressure to find “the One” will fall upon you
(Far
too heavy upon your wobbly shoulders,
gently
swaying until you learn to trust your own strength.)
This
mentality can lead to dreadful folly.
Do
not entertain the arguments of fear,
never playing fair as it mocks us with our weaknesses and
insecurity.
Heeding
fear leads to settling;
this truth can influence each precious choice of your
life.
Do
not sacrifice passion for safety, or joy for money.
Regret
quickly follows and dissatisfaction inevitably permeates:
Spoiling
the integrity of your resolute happiness.
Precious
girl, refuse to compromise who you are
or stay with a man because you are scared of a world alone
You
deserve the desires of your heart, wait for him.
True
love is attainable;
Keep that truth locked safely into each firing synapse of
your consciousness.
Hold on to it, allow it to sustain you.
Find
the honorable one who puts the needs of others first.
Love
is not selfish.
He
will inspire delight and joy in your heart,
exploring a world refreshed, brimming with sparkling
potential.
As
you re-create the universe.
Look
for a man who stands beside you as an equal
As
he complements each kaleidoscope shade in your soul.
Value
kindness and generosity, integrity and thoughtfulness.
Dream
these important qualities now,
Build
a house of noble adjectives to be filled.
Begin
to assemble the notes that will allow you to recognize his heart’s symphony.
Make
a list in your heart those attributes your will know him by…
then
foster them in yourself.
Spread
love, and be delightful, darling.
Leave
this world better for having known you and always remember:
You
are timeless.
The
sun rises each day to see your smile and ask your dreams from the night,
as you danced with the moon and charmed the stars.
The
sunset yearns to reflect the unbridled imagination of your joy;
And the playful breeze delights in you,
touching the cheeks of humanity in vain imitation of your
tenderness.
You
are loved, adored, cherished by each drop of rain that kisses the earth.
Never
question, that as you take tentative steps toward independence
Your
love can change the world.
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