Have you ever been proud of someone in your life?

I think back and I realize that practically everyone I meet make me proud.

The girl who lacked confidence, the bad-mouthed braggart. I've seen many of their kinds under my wings and never have I realized how proud of them I've been. I feel happy, I really do. I can only watch them pass me by as I stand here at this rooftop. It's not that easy to surpass me but it still takes time to get used to.

The Wind Beneath My Wings - I used to have one but when she left I crashed down to the earth in a thunderous boom and I'm still here picking up whatever pieces are still left of me and my former self.

I am weak, yes I am. Far too weak now.
That is why, that is why every time I see someone I know reach greater heights, every time I see that I feel inspired, stronger even, and I feel so thankful that they have made it. that they have shown their true colors while I remain a fading pearl.

I'm writing this post because I saw a person very dear to me finally moving on with life> I can finally see that she is indeed God's Child, that it's time for her to shine. I want to congratulate her but I realize it's not my words that she needs.

This fading pearl, this fading pearl with no value is something no one needs. I am happy for her I really am. If, for life to be better for her, I have to be just a temporary respite I am content with it. I really want to see things be better for her and I don't care if it's a life for her with or without me. I wish that I can be the wind beneath your wings but this pearl blows no winds of his own.

Life is finally picking up for you - and I wish you all the best.


Now, let's see what I can do for me....