My Box of Letters....

An old box of letters lay at the bottom of my other boxes...
covered in dust almost forgotten.
In an attempt to clean things up and throw out the trash of my past
I intended to throw them all away, but curiosity got the best of me.
I only planned to open one.....
Over and over I fished through the sea of colorful envelopes all with the title "Angela"
One ready "your the kindest person I know..."
another said" Angela what do I do?'
"Your words of poetry invokes me"
"I am so grateful for you"

Whatever happen to that girl? The one that everyone loved to dearly?
I let some loved ones slip through my fingers and tears consume me now.
How could I have been so blind?

Now I have a new identity and I am having to rebuild everything I lost.
Sadness would be the primary feeling but I choose to look past that one.
I am very grateful for the people that have come into my life.
Even if for a short time they have helped shape me.
Shape my HEART. How could I grieve that?

For all of you who are in my box of letters. I personally thankful for your powerful words that have given me life. Just like the bible says.....

You may never know...or have forgotten. But I have not.
Thank you

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