Free Write.. don’t worry about me

You have to move beyond this present place of heaviness. You feel stuck. Depression. Pain.  It’s not that one chooses to be here.. it’s a feeling that’s hard to shake.  Have you ever felt a dream merging into reality die? Then have you had someone close literally die?  Double whammy.  It hurts in a way

Heavy yet prayerful

I remember feeling something was on the horizon and sharing it. Well, it wasn’t many days after that in which things shifted. It shifted in ways that I could not have predicted or imagined. I battled COVID and pneumonia. The virus almost claimed my life. I’m grateful having won that battle. There were many during

Just A Moment…

Me: A lot of things happen around us, huh? Daughter: They happen to you. I’m just usually with you. Me: You’re right. You’re right.   That conversation above: True story. An event that just sits heavy on my heart happened yesterday. Sitting in the median awaiting my turn to cross two lanes of traffic, a

Done

Remember when “I love you” was all it took Now the pain of the loss leaves me shook Praying day after day to remove the seed A simple mutual choice would be all we need But fear had another plan It built a moat and said nope, love won’t stand The past painted pictures with

Accept, plan, proceed

Are some days just a moment to moment interaction for you? Today was a mixture of shifts: mentally, physically, spiritually and emotionally.  Grateful for it because but it reminded me of the continuous process involved in healing.  You have to make some very hard decisions as not to continue the same spiraling path. Expecting a

Enigmatic… Best Is Yet To Come

  “The best is yet to come” was all that he said. Now, currently sitting upon three days of silence and counting…not a word has been said Wind taps the glass reminiscent of the cold shifting inside as it is out “The best is yet to come”… for him or for me Anxious and expectant

These ashes won’t last…

My writing is my release. I find it so hard right now to just relax at times. My insomnia coupled with tears and looped thoughts have become the friends that keep me company when sleep should be the visitor that I welcome in. My heart. My mind. My body. It all seems so heavy. My