How is it that you only remember the beginning and the end? It was the middle that gave us so much trouble and divided us.
The middle gave us ground to sort through and listen, but we held on so tightly to our way, neither giving not even an inch.
I'm trying to learn from the middle now and I hope you are, too. Maybe there will be a revelation, a truth, and some forgiveness.
The middle gives us both a gift, you know. The capacity to be better, you and me. Maybe there will never be an us, and it's okay.
It will be okay if we accept the gift from the middle. I hope it makes life sweeter for you and for me, too. We can move on easier then.
Life isn't exactly like an Oreo, though...or is it? Can we gobble up the middle and still have no regret for having left just the outsides?
The middle is also the sweetest part. The outsides are a bit bitter left for last. Maybe the lesson is to eat the whole cookie together for a perfect bite.
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Shirley Belk
Mother, Nana, Sister, Cousin, & Aunt. Retired RN (Nursing Instructor) who loves to write stories to heal herself and reflect on all the silver linings she has been blessed with :)
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