alone in the soap aisle
I was walking the aisles of target when it hit- this deep missing of a man I loved.
You see he had chosen someone else in a long season of back and forth and I don’t knows and yet there was always this promise- we would be together in the end.
And here I was standing looking at Christmas decorations and the words merry and bright just didn’t sound the same.
My heart was aching and longing and missing and all I wanted was to bump into him to change his mind about me.
But that wouldn’t be enough.
Because I still didn’t want to marry a man dependent upon anything but Jesus- and while I wanted to build a life with this man- he wanted to chose something else instead.
So I kept walking, and landed on the cleaning aisle and broke a little.
I let myself feel, feel for what could have been, for what wasn’t and reminded myself I am worthy of a great love/ and that I am enough.
Just me, standing alone in the soap aisle, I am enough and I am beautiful.