Sometimes, we hold on to something that makes us feel 'safe'. We hold it tight and hope that it will 'pacify' us even if it's only for a moment. And sometimes someone comes along and tells you that it's time, time to let it go, time to be brave enough to face the world without that 'security'. It might be something we've held on to for what seems like forever, like pain. Something familiar even if it's painful, is better than not recognizing anything about yourself, isn't it? In a last attempt to hide our 'insecurity' we paint our faces hoping that we'll blend into nothingness and no one will notice, we are still very weak. In our minds we know that no material thing really makes us more 'secure' but we hold on to it anyway. Maybe it's just the mere act of being able to hold it, to own it - that makes life seem a little less out of control. And then one day we wake up and feel strong enough to try. We walk in circles around ourselves before laying down our 'security blanket' and glance over our shoulders a hundred times before actually walking away. But we do, walk away. We straighten up our shoulders, put one foot in front of the other, and we go on and the things we needed before to make us feel 'secure' - become mementos tucked away in a dusty hope chest.

Is it it time now, to throw away the pacifier?

Happy Half Nekkid Thursday HNT_1


  1. Anonymous said...
    May as well teach Alice about
    letting go now while you can...lol
    Happy NHT :)
    e.e. said...
    Maybe Alice can teach me a few things about letting go, what do you think??? ;)
    ~TVS said...
    Throw away the pacifier? Never!

    Caterpillar said...
    I seriously think you are so amazing. I could go on and on and on.

    I have a friend who is going through a lot of pain right now over a relationship that ended over three years ago. For all that time he's held onto the hope that she would come back (which hope she fed now and then) but now she just got married and he's having to finally deal with the pain that he's been carrying around with him, and I'm trying to help him get to the point of being able to say "it's over". The point of this story - I printed out some of your posts for him because I know he'll gain some comfort from your words, and hopefully he'll gain some strength as well.
    CeeCi said...
    This has to be one of the most adorable pictures of Alice you've shared with us!

    We all move at our own pace and find our release in our own time. Some people never find it, others seem to blissfully pass through life unaware of the pain they've left behind. We're all different. Perhaps, someone who loves us can nudge us in a direction that will lead to letting go, ultimately the decision is our own.

    Did Miss Alice enjoy having her face painted? I love the little pink nose and those eyes...they're a picture worth a thousand words.

    **Big Hugs**
    ♥ CeeCi
    kimmyk said...

    Alice is too darn cute in that picture!!!!! I took my kids pacifiers away when they were about 2 or 3. Before they went to preschool. It broke my heart, but...I did it anyways. I don't know why though. What does it hurt to let them continue? I'm not a good person to ask this question obviously because I don't remember why I took thiers. Ugh. She's cute though that I do know.
    keda said...
    soooo cute! (though she does look vaguely like she's got lines telling the surgeon where to make the cuts for plastic surgery. damn these kids start young!!)

    the lets refused pacifiers. and i can tell you i tried to almost force them to take when they were 2 babies screaming at me those first few weeks!

    lovely post again sweetie. happy late hnt babe.
    Gwen said...
    Wow ~ that looks so ... um .... famous? Like it is from some art show someplace. Great post ;) Toss the binky!

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