Did I Get It Right?

What is it to “get it right?” Think of all that baggage. 

Who decided it’s right?  Who decided what “right” is?

How can I possibly find satisfaction if I’m living into that, always searching for approval from some unknown source, some mysterious judge? 

And when I catch a glimpse of that judge’s face, I find it’s just me, and me, and me. 


I’m the author of my own story. 

The problem is, if I’m not careful then I find myself writing nothing but critique. 

And it’s always “two thumbs down.” 

Maybe I’ll get it right the next time around.

Each of us could be, 

a mirror for our own humanity, 

yet we cover it in shame. 

When I look at you, I see your goodness shining through

But from me, I feel the darkness underneath

I wish I could see me 

the way you see me,

wish I could be for me, 

who you are for me,

held and seen,

by love,

reflected in between.

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Thanks for reading!

-Aidan


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