Thursday, July 31, 2014

Safe Harbor

balloon pink lost fly away

I told her to keep the balloon inside. 

When she brought it out, I told her to hold on tight. 

Of course, within seconds, she lost her grip, then cried and cried as it floated away. 

I didn't say "I told you so." 

Instead, I hugged her. We waved at the balloon until it was out of sight. She said she was sad the balloon was gone. I said, "I know," and asked her to help me unload the car. Because sometimes, when we face loss, we don't need anyone to rub our faces in it. What we need is compassion. 

And I want her to trust that I'm a safe harbor.

-- Erin || || @ekwetzel

(original post appeared on instagram)

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