A Moment Of Weakness
Posted on 2003-10-14
She is strong and independant. She has never needed anyone. It was the way she grew up, the whole fending for herself scenario..... she knows no different.
But there are times, times when she wishes that there was someone whose lap she could curl up in, who would stroke her face and hold her tight until the nightmares went away.
Just for a little while, a weak moment, she wants to surrender to the frightened child inside and need someone else; allow herself, even if only for a moment or two, to succumb to her moments of powerlessness. Allow someone else to be strong for her.
But then the moment passes and it is her own arms that are wrapped round her.
Sometimes, it is a lonely existance for people like her, but then maybe that's the way it's meant to be.