Tear-Away Pants

I love the vulnerability in this photo. AW has given all the softest, sweetest, saddest, deepest, most personal parts of herself to AL...she gave herself over completely and trusted her implicitly. We can gather AL was the first and likely the last person AW trusted with her heart. It’s simply beautiful. We should all be so lucky to have someone to share life with and to entrust our souls with such fierceness and passion and devotion.  ️

I remember when I was in middle school, one day I wore those tear away pants - the kind basketball players wear for warm ups and then rip off before they go into the game. Nothing underneath but my underwear, no shorts. Wouldn’t you know it, it was obstacle course day and I dove under a rope set up to do an army crawl and...you guessed it: My pants completely unbuttoned all down both sides, exposing my knickers. This was middle school people. I died a million deaths. I put my faith in those tear away pants, the way AW does here in AL. I hugged them just like she does AL before school started that day and begged them to protect me from middle school embarrassments. I’m just glad things worked out better for her...