you really did chase us

and thanks so much for catching up with us.

you ran, you ran so hard. you never stopped to take a breath. you never stopped to drink.

the faster we ran, the more side streets you took. the more alleys and short cuts, just to get to us.

and all along, all you wanted was to sit with us and stay a while. to look into our eyes and say, "daughter you are healed."

you chased through all the bullshit. the abuse, the pain, the drunken messes. you pursued us as we pushed you away, flipped you off, urinated on all your plans for us.

you never stopped to rest.

what joy you must have felt when we got tired. when you finally broke us down so we would stop and let you love us. but you weren't enough we said. so we kept running.

but we are done now.

im tired of running. im tired of being a slave to this world. im tired of doing it alone. so at 3am we prayed, not because of need but because of delight. not because of crises, but of gratitude. not because we doubt you, but because we love you.

and you wept. you wept out of sheer relief and joy. the race is finally over and you won. you wept as we submitted all of ourselves to you. you wept because that's all you ever wanted. through the slaps, the bruises, the drama, the mistakes, all you ever wanted was to be our home.

thank you.

i will love You eternally.