such. wild. love.
I have felt such wild love since my forgiving.
For L, who is hurting so badly, having had her world turned upside down yet again, and whose acting out is completely understandable.
For J, who is confused and guilty but who never acted from cruelty.
For Topanga Canyon, and my treehouse, my new home. I really love it here.
For my kids, who I long ago abandoned in their time of need, an act I can never make up for. It’s so obvious to me now, going through a second divorce. But at the time (1995) I was more concerned with my own well-being than theirs. I’m older and wiser now.
For my friends and loved ones (you know who you are) who reach out to me, and support me with your calls and visits and texts and instagram comments.
For myself, wrinkles and sagging bits and faults and all. Love feels way better than hurt/hate/fear. Way, way better. I recommend it.
Posted by suchwildlove on May 3, 2012