My Dearest Daughters,
Yes, my sweet ones, you may be made of sugar and spice and all that’s nice, but you are so much more. Oh, how great this gift is to be a woman. You are pretty as a picture, but beneath your beauty lies a strength born of…
To watch you suffer rips my heart into a million pieces.
I am overwhelmed by the weight of helplessness.
Restrained in a windowless room,
I can offer you no relief.
I bounce from wall to wall to wall
I pound on the doors
pleading with a higher power to intervene.
…
I stop to rest underneath my favorite mango tree. With its sprawling branches and wide canopy, the giant tree provides perfect shade from the tropical heat. I lean back against its thick trunk and take my shoes off, letting my tired feet and legs melt into the damp earth. …
A metaphor from my therapist that helped me stop expecting others to behave as I wanted them to and accept them as they are
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Dancing along in a world created by my mind. Hiding behind the smoke and mirrors. Losing myself to someone I thought better than I. Ignoring the rumblings deep within until they would be ignored no longer, demanding acknowledgment.
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The reckoning of my soul
The walls I built to hold it all in are crumbling. Sitting vulnerable in my room with the doors and windows blown wide open.
My space is darkness now. Solitude. Naked in a swamp of my own doing. Fear lurking above the murky waters. A…
The street is crowded with people returning home after a long day of work. We look beyond each other not noticing the brush of our shoulders as we clutch our purses and bags and race to make the light at the crosswalk. The noise of the city is deafening. Taxis…
