I wish I could wrap the stars...but stars are not meant to be held. I wish I could change the world...but the world doesn't want to change.
I wonder if the things we try to wrap up so tight end up being the things we lose the fastest. If I could ever wrap the stars, I wouldn't wrap them tight anyway. I believe there is something to be said about holding back things that are beautiful. Binding them down and trying to keep them how you want changes the thing loved most about them in the first place. I have had friends that tried to change me. I have had lovers that did too. All I can say to them is I wish them well. I've never believed in changing the stars. Not even in the worst days. Not even as sickness came close to my family. Change comes in measures of betrayal and victories. But I've never been a person that judges or holds a grudge. Dreamers' very seldom do.
I like the idea of holding the stars. I like the idea that the world can evolve and that people are genuinely good. In the last two years I have learned this is not always a healthy way of thinking. I watched my son change because of an action he witnessed from someone I once believed was good. An unwarranted and so insignificantly small action. I found it out two weeks past the time it occurred. Thankfully so. I wanted to hold him tight- protect the beauty of childhood things. I had to teach him, talk to him...show him that people who are hurting do ugly things. You dislike the action but you still care for the person. No matter how ugly it all seems. Holding stars is for dreamers', changing the world is for people that love too hard. We all can play the role of fools'.
I still hold onto foolish thoughts. It's my traitor of a heart that does this. When my Momma' was at her sickest and I sat by her bed at the hospital, I remember thinking...how sickness changes worlds'. I remember wishing to hold stars' for her. Take the beauty of her soul and squeeze it so tight that her failing body would get the point. Because the most beautiful things can't be changed or marred or lost or stolen away. The most beautiful things stay with us. And isn't that what it all is anyway? Isn't that what happens when we aren't looking and the world suddenly does change? Isn't that what becomes of us when we forgive without fight to hold on? Isn't it all in the way we love?
Letting go of the stars makes them so much brighter. Forgiving those that wrong us makes each of us shine brighter. And loving those closest to us makes life shine brighter. It's always about the love...even when it's not.
I'm gearing up at last for a giveaway and some soldier love. Happy reads everybody. Stay tuned in. Be present. Love gracefully. ❤️, Elle Moon