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To my dear child

I thought I was coping with my reality until I realised that I was just trying to escape from it.

The key to enjoying my life is to actually embrace it, as it is.

I was running away from you, thinking you were the problem. When in fact, you are the one who will hold me through the problem.

Regardless of everything else, I have the greatest gift of life  – you, my child.

My son – my mirror, my reflection. All my pain projected onto you. I called you many things – all projections of what I’ve been hurting from in my life and relationships.

My dear child, you’re the greatest gift and I thank you for showing me all this. You are also the cure for my pain and I’m infinitely grateful for you.

Thank you and I am sorry you had to take on this role but without you I wouldn’t be able to see all this.

I’ve been looking elsewhere all this time to find a solution, thinking you are the problem. I’ve been so shortsighted.

But please forgive me, I was in a lot of pain. I couldn’t see beyond it because I was drowning in it.

But you saved me. And I thank you, my dear soul, for choosing to help me come out of the darkness.

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Vilina Christoph is a word alchemist and spiritual writer. She writes about her spiritual journey of healing, awakening and empowerment. She believes sharing our voice and truth is healing and transformative. Through stories we can transmute any painful or traumatic experience into fuel for our growth and evolution.

One Comment

  • ForgivingConnects

    Wow, wow, wow! I’m so touched by this post. I am so with you … accepting and loving who we are is such a foundation for our awakening into love. And how you share about your relationship with your son is amazing – the mirror, the struggle, the gratitude. Thank you. And thank you for visiting my blog – you are welcome anytime. <3 Blessings, Debbie

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