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Aundi Kolber

Aundi Kolber

February 3, 2015 ·

And Then I Met You: A Love Letter

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This week I am joining up with Seth and Amber Haines in a linkup on love letters. At the first of every month they write letters to each other based on different themes. This month the theme is Holy. I’d encourage you to pop over to runamuck.com and check it out, they are beautiful.  Or, post one for yourself on their site!


B,

I remember a time when I believed I was too broken to be loved. I felt like I was damaged goods and a nice Christian boy like you wouldn’t want such a complicated girl like me.

There was a web of lies and hurt that had grown in me and it was difficult to believe they weren’t true. At the time I felt used up and alone. I was in the midst of several life transitions and had been shaken out of my typical cycle of performance that would usually cause me to feel valuable.

The lie that tended to be strongest was that I was simply too much.  This lie was rooted early on in my life when I began to realize that I felt things on a very deep level. This, paired with the fact that my family was long on love, but also on dysfunction, allowed that belief to grow. Often times we talk about our worth in terms of not “being enough.”  But in this case, I think the scale can swing to the other side. For me, this felt like a constant reminder that I was too intense, passionate, needy, and sensitive.  I was always watching the other person and their reaction to me to see whether or not I could be myself.

This lie also fueled my perfectionism. If I did things right, maybe I wouldn’t be too much for this person?  Maybe then you won’t want to leave?

So with all this to deal with, our meeting was inconvenient.  Recently out of a break up, literally the last thing that I really wanted was to meet someone.

But then I met you.

Right away, I felt your confidence, strength, and stubbornly optimistic view on life. I noticed your big smile, love of adventure and insatiable desire to live. I loved your gentle and safe arms that reminded me that I am enough; I am loved.

It was you who taught me what it means to be loved for who I am, versus what I do.

It was you who showed me that sometimes the most tangible touch of Jesus is through the hands of someone you love.  And you didn’t do these things knowing what they would create. I love that you did them out of who you actually are. Your love for me created a holy place, where I began to see myself as the Lord saw me. For the first time in my life, I really “got it.”

Your actions told me this: Our love can be trusted. You are valuable. You are enough.

So here I am, 9 years later.  I’m still grateful for this love that we have. It is more precious to me than any other human connection. This love has fueled the courage that it has taken to work through many of the wounds and lies that I believed about who I am and who I was.

And yet I’ll say this: I don’t believe that our love continues to be strong on accident. We cultivate, honor and continue to create the holy place we’ve been given. We honor it in every difficult conversation where we decide to show up with respect rather than malice. We honor it through our decision to work at it when it seems like we have no idea what the other person is talking about.

B, I am confident that no matter what hardships have come or may come, I will always choose you.  And, I see every day that you choose me, too.

With all my heart,

A


Please note, you can also find this blog linked up over at Simplified Life and Redemption Diary. 

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  1. John Backman says

    February 5, 2015 at 1:23 pm

    Lovely. I’ve also had that sense of being too much–that even I was OK, I’d be better if there were less of me and my messiness. What a blessing to have someone close to you who can put that lie to rest. Well done.

    • Andrea Kolber says

      February 5, 2015 at 2:18 pm

      John,
      Thank you for your kind words. I do count it as such a gift to have met a person who who could model Jesus’ love for me…and you’re right, ultimately it was always just a lie that I am ‘too much.’ What a precious lesson to learn. I appreciate your reading and enjoyed your recent piece on Addie Zierman’s blog. Best to you.

  2. Amy van Horn says

    February 6, 2015 at 7:29 pm

    are you suggesting i write a love letter to keith.. he might fall over dead

    • Andrea Kolber says

      February 6, 2015 at 7:44 pm

      Hehe…I’d pay to see it 🙂

  3. Ashlee Krupa says

    December 2, 2015 at 2:55 am

    Wow, this is so jaggedly beautiful, and definitely similar to things that my heart believes and has been wrestling with more and more lately. So encouraging and refreshing to see someone on the other side. Thank you for blessing my heart, and so many others who feel the same way

May you find the way home.🙏 #trysofter #takewhatyo May you find the way home.🙏 #trysofter #takewhatyouneed #fawn #cptsd #stronglikewater 
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*This pattern can also occur with other types of relational trauma. However, it tends to be especially pertinent for survivors of childhood trauma due to the power differential of children with adults and the way kids often adapt by using hyper vigilance, over accommodation, over functioning, and/or fawning to navigate these environments.
Take What You Need // However this weekend finds y Take What You Need // However this weekend finds you, I hope you feel loved. 🫶🏻 #MothersDay #TrySofter #Cptsd #infertility #beloved
Learning to believe your own experience is a vital Learning to believe your own experience is a vital part of healing from relational trauma, especially experiences like narcissistic abuse. For survivors, it’s often been safer to discount your internal world than it is to believe yourself. And this makes sense, because we were wired for connection. But connection was never meant to be a weapon and it’s only when we start to be grounded in reality that we can untangle love or friendship from harm. 
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As we begin to have to have capacity to honor the truth of our experience, we develop the inner trust to live more and more in alignment. May it be so.
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If it feels like a resource, this practice is for you. #takewhatyouneed #trysofter #stronglikewater #beloved #cptsd
Well, I don’t know how your week is ending (ahem, Well, I don’t know how your week is ending (ahem, greetings to you Maycemeber); but I have found myself full up. I have been full with a whole bunch of goodness; good work, but also intensity. Projects and commitments that require a me that is grounded, resourced, & clear. It’s often in those times that I especially remember we are invited to do the gentle & fierce work of keeping our eyes out for goodness. Even the smallest bits matter. What a paradox; its goodness & beauty & connection that help fuel us to meet the difficult demands of being a human. And particularly as a trauma survivor, I am reminded that I, that each of us, get to participate in our own repair. What sacred work. 
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If it feels like a resource, I’ll leave you with this:
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May mercy and goodness ground you in your body, your relationships, and in your place. Made the co-regulating love of the God of the universe be in, above, and around you. May it lead you Home again + again.
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Thank you to @benrector for a fabulous concert. Grateful for my writing pal @ashlee_eiland & her amazing staff at Living Stones for being a wonderful & attentive audience today. Big love & gratitude to a husband (@bckolber) + kiddos who light up with joy alongside me, and thank you to @stewartdantec for sharing the fabulous James Baldwin quote.
Hand over heart // There’s no shame in surviving p Hand over heart // There’s no shame in surviving pain. Coming to honor the truth of our experience is not an indication of our weakness but a move toward deeper integration.🕯️
Sending love. #trysofter #fawn #beloved #stronglikewater #cptsd
Good morning 🌿 Take what you need.🙏 . Inhale: My Good morning 🌿 
Take what you need.🙏
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Inhale: My work is not to prove myself
Exhale: It’s to be myself 
#beloved #trysofter #compassionateattention #stronglikewater #takewhatyouneed
For you, if you need it. 🫶🏻 #trysofter #lovenotest For you, if you need it. 🫶🏻
#trysofter #lovenotestomynervoussystem #stronglikewater #selfcompassion #takewhatyouneed
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