You do not need me

They knew each other for many years.

They were a couple.

One day he told her out of frustration:  “you do not need me”.

She replied: “I do not need your help, as I trust there will be others who can help me.

I do not need you to love me under certain conditions only, as I know love surpasses all.

I do not need you in the sense of not being able to live without you, cause I believe I can.

Even when you are gone I will be in pain but will go on as I have befriended myself.

Yes I do not need you but I chose and choose to.”

The worth of a woman

This little story needs to be told. No blasphemy intended.

While God was creating woman an angel passed by and asked why this creation took so much time.

God asked if the angel had seen all specifications needed to complete this task.

“She needs to washable but not made of plastic. She has more than 200 moving parts which all need to be replacable. She needs to be able to function on different kinds of food, hold several children at once and to pass out hugs needed to heal silvered knees and broken harts.”

The angel was real impressed.

“All this with two hands only? That seems impossible to do. This is a standard version?

That needs more time still, just rest for now.”

I don't want to said God. I am so close to perfecting this creation. This will be my heart’s favorite.

The angel came more close and touched the woman and said: ”But is is soft”.

“Yes” was God’s reply. “I have made her soft but she is strong too. You cannot imagine what she can endure en recover from. She can heal herself and work 18 hours a day if needed.”

“Can she think?” was the angels next question.

And the reply was “She can think, reason and communicate.”

The angel touched her again and pointed out there was some kind of leak. The woman seemed to carry too much burden.

God answered “No there is no leak… that is a tear”.

The angel asked to what purpose.

And heard “  At times tears are her way of expressing her thoughts and emotions of sadness, doubt, love, loneliness,suffering and pride.”

The angel found all specifications very impressive and declared God to be a genius.

"The woman is fantastic".

And that she is J

Men keep on being amazed (and some afraid) when they notice the strenght of  a woman.  

A woman can deal with difficulties and carry burdens. She has  love to give as well as an opinion.

She can sing when she wants to cry, she can cry when she is happy and she can smile when afraid.

She fights for what she believes in and stands up to injustice. She does not accept ‘no’ for an aswer when a better solution is possible.

For the sake of her family she is willing to offer herself.

Even when her heart is broken she finds a way to continue.

She knows love can heal a broken heart.

There is something she tends to forget:………………. her worth!

The lesson of a butterfly

Today I was looking into an old diary of mine and re-discovered this little story named  ‘the lesson  of a butterfly’.

One sunny day a man is sitting on a bench in a park.

He sits there staring at the soil and sees a cocoon.

Suddenly there is a movement and a tiny opening appears.

The man becomes interested and notices inside there is a butterfly struggling to open the cocoon.

Hour after hour passes by and all at once the movement stops. It seems like the butterfly is giving in. It seems like it cannot go on any longer.

The man decides to help the butterfly and opens up the cocoon some more.

Now the hole is large enough for the butterfly to come out. But it’s body is small and shriveled up; it’s wings rolled up.

The man keeps on looking as he expects the butterfly to become strong, to open up his wings and to support its body.

Nothing happens.

After a while the butterfly walks about, its body weak.  It does not take long and the movement stops; its life has gone.  

What the man with the best of his intentions did not realize was he stopped a natural process. The restriction of the cocoon and the fight of the butterfly were nature’s way of making sure liquid was pushed from the body to the wings. The butterfly needed the struggle to optimize its strength. It was nature’s way to activate the butterfly to become ready to fulfill its life to the fullest.

Like the butterfly we too need our own obstacles to test our strength.

We too need a chance to discover our possibilities to use our wings.

We too get opportunities to fly in victory.

Ten years have passed since I wrote in that diary. Looking back in time I can say life provided me with some obstacles and yes they did help me to become aware of my inner strength.

I do hope if obstacles come onto your path you decide to see them as opportunities too. Have a safe flight!