Reflections

To Be Chosen

There was a prompt today that asked you to talk about the comeback, especially how it does not happen suddenly. I was thinking about that and was not sure what to write, really.

I am not sure how to define this comeback. I mostly just try to move forward, and I am working hard on trying to live in the moment and enjoy life’s little moments.

But one thing Daddy has brought into my life is this idea of being chosen. I liked that feeling coming from him. I was in a cycle before of grabbing on to crumbs. Falling in love with the fantasies of people because they never gave enough of themselves to see the whole person. I was taking what little was given and trying to make it into something more that wasn’t there.

I do crave the more. I crave to be chosen.

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