She saw in the reflection in the pond, a girl on her way to being a woman. This is what others saw when they looked at her, but then, they did not know that this reflection was just a reflection, a shadow, of a person who was much deeper that what they could see, of who she all too often did not see as well.. This day she was deep in thought, asking herself if what she was seeing showed all of what and who she was. "Who am I then?, she asked herself.
How could anyone know her dreams? How could anyone know of the doubts, the fears? How could anyone know of the pain of feeling that she had to keep to herself the feeling of how it made her feel to hold a kitten, to love the sound of its purr, love to feel its soft fur on her face, most of all how loving this small animal made her feel needed, wanted and loved? How do you share this in a world of others who are too cold to share this or just as afraid?
If you want more of this story, let me know. I have a wealth of this love in my heart and soul to share.
Love,
Val
That was a deep expression of the truth. You cannot get to know someone on just their looks. You have to get to know their heart to really know someone.
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