Keep Me Young

As I get older, I realize that I need to remain young + free. I need to hear only my voice in my head at all times. Although in love, I remain humble. Open to the possibilities with a heart dedicated to service + forgiveness. My heart craves gentle embraces coupled with bursts of laughter that feed my inner child. You provide that. I thank you. I am reminded of my prayers when you look at me during times when I am struggling to understand the next lesson in life. You look deeply into my soul + remind me that I am capable of whatever it is that I am trying to master. I appreciate that. You give me guidance without the need to control my decisions which allows me to soar to my highest potential.

When I glance in the mirror, I still see the woman I always wanted to me. That makes me smile. It reminds me that I am aging gracefully but allowing my youth to transform naturally. There were moments in my past where I desired to look mature, but my brain couldn’t comprehend that things blossom organically. I had to learn how to advocate for my younger self who had been abandoned; yet needed lots of love + freedom. So what does that mean? It means that I have grown into my appropriate age while nurturing the young woman that is still inside of me. It means I can be sexy + vulnerable, wild + free, serious + frisky, silly + sensual, fractured + abundant. It means that all I ask of myself + of my wife these days is allow me room to grow, but please keep my young.