There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it. —-Edith Wharton
Sometimes I feel like a mirror reflecting their wants and dreams.
Sometimes I reflect the light and love I feel from them, but sometimes there is darkness.
I don’t mind the darkness. I can sit in it for a while until the light shines again.
Then I will want them to let me be the one to reflect it. I want to be so blindingly bright for them.
Lisa Gray 