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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

Relational trauma & abuse often teaches us that we Relational trauma & abuse often teaches us that we can either choose authenticity or belonging—but not both. In these dynamics, folks often learn they must hyperattune, overaccomodate, overfunction and/or walk on eggshells to remain in relationships. We do this to stay connected to harmful caregivers, primary relationships and/or to exist in systems we depend on for survival; and this makes sense. Sometimes we have to do whatever is necessary to survive. 
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As Dr. Gabor Mate writes, “People have two needs: Attachment and authenticity. And when authenticity threatens attachment; attachment trumps authenticity.”
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The consequence of having to disown and leave ourselves are profound—and yet, we can learn to find the way home to our God-given, resilient, fragile and Beloved selves. May it be so. #trysofter #stronglikewater #beloved #fawning #cptsd
A blessing of sorts for you today. As always, take A blessing of sorts for you today. As always, take what you need. 
#trysofter #stronglikewater #cptsd #selfcompassion #healanyway
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An ongoing shout out to Dr. Kristin Neff for her work around self-compassion. 🫶🏻
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IC: hand over heart // May you interrupt shame with self-compassion
Sometimes poetry (such as from the legendary Mary Sometimes poetry (such as from the legendary Mary Oliver), helps capture truth in a way psychology struggles to fully articulate. The reality of what it feels like to thaw the pain we hold can be difficult to put words to, but this from Mary has been so meaningful to me:
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“We shake with joy,
we shake with grief.
What a time they have, these two
housed as they are in the same body.”
-Mary Oliver, We Shake With Joy
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Sending love.🌿
#trysofter #stronglikewater #takewhatyouneed #traumaresolution #cptsd
Me. Him. 19 years of marriage. I have such profoun Me. Him. 19 years of marriage. I have such profound gratitude for our love and the life, God helping us, we’ve created. Sometimes, against all odds. 
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But here we are, still choosing each other; choosing us. The goodness of God in the land of the living.
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Thank you for all the ways you’ve helped me find home again, B. Happy anniversary, my love. @bckolber
#trysofter #stronglikewater
Not me geeking out because my words are on @insigh Not me geeking out because my words are on @insighttimer today (just kidding, I’m totally geeking out 🙃🥹)
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Fun fact, Insight Timer has been a huge resource in my personal work toward self-compassion and mindfulness, particularly practices with Sarah Blondin.
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Thanks @stephpoe1 & @hkoxhandler for making sure I didn’t miss it ✨🫶🏻✨
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And thanks @insighttimer for the shout out.🌿
#trysofter #stronglikewater #insighttimer #cptsd #trauma
In case no one’s ever told you: I honor what it co In case no one’s ever told you: I honor what it cost you to know what you know.❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹
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May your healing come.🌿
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#trysofter #stronglikewater #beloved #traumaresolution #cptsd
Such an important quote from @diane.langberg — and Such an important quote from @diane.langberg — and I might add, that it’s not only in churches, but in non-profits, families, parachurch ministries, goverments, NGO’s, the publishing industry, and any systems where we don’t consciously and actively make it safe for survivors to speak up. 
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As Dr. Jennifer Freyd notes regarding institutional courage: “We must cherish the whistleblowers.” Indeed. 
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And to the survivors: I honor you. I’m sorry you’ve had to be so strong. ❤️‍🩹
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May you be surprised by the mystery of healing. 🌿
#trysofter #stronglikewater #cptsd #healanyway #traumaresolution
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