Dear Chrissy

Most likely another serious entry but you can blame it on Brenda  Brenda's Way because I got this from her journal.  I wasn't going to do it but kept thinking about it.  The tag above is probably my favorite.  I did it for a tube entry a few nights ago.  So fitting for an entry that I had no idea I would do.

 

Knowing what you know now as an adult, if you could write a letter to the little girl/boy you once were what would you say?

Dear Chrissy,

The first thing I want to tell you is that I love you finally.  You are a loving child.  You have had an uncanny ability to put yourself in others' shoes.  You are sensitive.  Use that to your advantage.

Don't let others squash the wonderful aspects you possess...your vivid imagination (and, yes, you keep those imaginary buddies you have).  Continue to lose yourself in books, even though you are told that you spend far too much time closed away and reading.  This will give you the ability to present yourself eloquently and master the English language plus open up new worlds for you to explore.

A half a decade later you still travel with me.  I wish I could prevent the pain and anguish you suffered for many years from adolescence through adulthood with clinical depression.  Knowing what I know now, I don't think I would change it because that has made us what we are.

Let me try and explain something to you that a wise leader in my Bible study revealed to me a good many years ago.  An epiphany of sorts.  Depression is a long, dark road.  I was asked what I would do if I walked out of my front door and saw a child with a dirty, tear stained face sitting on the curb.  Of course, I would embrace that child, wipe the tears away, and offer assistance.  The epiphany occurred instantly.  I knew what was going to be uttered next before it was spoken.  "Chris, that child is you.  Why are you kicking yourself off the curb constantly?"

Healing began and continued once I learned to embrace the child, Chrissy, which will always be a part of me.

So, my child...whenever you speak, I will listen; whenever you cry, I will wipe away the tears; whenever you are in pain or hurt, I will embrace you.

Together we will Fly with the Angels and Dance with the Stars......

Love,

Chris (the adult)