Monday, August 6, 2012

To A Friend:



You didn't ask for this, nobody ever would. Caught in the middle of this dysfunction; it's your sad reality. It's your messed up family tree. And you're left with all these questions. Are you gonna be like your father was and his father was? Do you have to carry what they've handed down? No. This is not your legacy. This is not your destiny. Yesterday does not define you. No, this is not your legacy. This is not your meant to be. I can break the chains that bind you. I have a dream for you. It's better than where you've been. It's bigger than your imagination. You're gonna find real love and you're gonna hold your kids. You'll change the course of generations. Because you're my chosen. You are loved. And I will restore all that was broken. You are loved. And just like the seasons change, winter into spring, you're bringing new life to your family tree now. 

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