Our families are blending, changing, but what if…?
What if we fear to bond with step-father, -mother, -sister or -brother?
What if we cannot let go of what once was?
What if our future brings pain like it always does?
There is always fear of “what if…?”
If we could have but a glimpse, a taste, a whiff
Of this scary unclear future together
Like a flower just beyond reach promising beauty of coming day
If we could just hold it in hand, we would know all will be okay
There would be no if
What if we cannot heal this rift?
Then we’ll reach deep to support one another
Because from something once broken
Something beautiful begins to open
There is no if
There is no if
We will come to know and love one another
We will laugh and we will cry; we will help and we will heal
Our flowering family we will hold; my hand in yours you will feel
There is no if
~ Stiles Expressions
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