Dear Neverland



Dear Neverland,

      Thank you. Thank you for keeping my imagination alive! For helping me believe in the kind of magic that helps you fly, the kind of magic that helps you believe in yourself. For bringing out the lost girl in me, helping me to be adventurous and travel to wonderful places such as Haiti and Africa. Without the adventure you awakened in me, I would have never had the faith or trust to fly high. I would've been stuck on the ground like Captain Hook and running from my own crocodiles. But, thanks to you, my lost girl personality kicked in and I made friends around the world. But I also did so much more!

      I flew. On an airplane, yes, but in those moments my heart was flying even higher. The rush of the adventure, of the great unknown pulling me in. It was terrifying, exhilarating, amazing. I never knew I could fly as high as Tinkerbell. I was a little like Micheal I guess. I wanted my teddy bear to come with me for security. And, of course, there were times where I looked down in fear. But, I kept going. I was so excited for my new journey. Neverland, you kept my adventurous spirit alive.

      I learned a lot about myself along the way. Some things good, and other things that I knew would need to walk the plank of life. These findings made me stronger in my faith, and some things built my trust up with people. (Unfortunately, I never encountered pixie dust anywhere, but I did have encounters with tons of dust in general.) I found out my weaknesses, my strengths, and ways I could work with God in order to better myself. I am still learning, but you helped me to begin. I will never forget the memories you have given me or the spirit you've awakened inside of me.

      I guess I never realized that there was a little bit of Peter Pan in me until a few days ago. You see, a few days ago I decided it was time to grow up. My heart was kicking and screaming at the thought, but it is time.  There comes a point in everyones life where they must make the decision Wendy made. I will miss my visits with you sweet Neverland, but I will pass them down to my future children. It is time to fly home and find my own adventures. I will always keep my faith and trust. But, I can never return to the place I called home in my heart. It won't be easy, but it will be living and to live is a true adventure.

      So, my sweet Neverland, it is here that we part as I begin my journey of growing up. You will forever have a part of me, and I will never let the lost girl in me disappear. I'm sure someday we will meet again, all we need is faith and trust. I know I will always find parts of you inside me throughout life and for that I am grateful. I love you my Neverland. Fly high.

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