Category: Starting Over

  • All Along

    Calmly confused,I came here askingthe same questions. They led me to a roomand told me to believewhat I could not see. I asked,When will I see?When will I know?When will the stories mean something? Then I left it.Set it downlike a bookI did not yet know how to read. Carried onas if forgettingwas freedom. But…

  • The Pain We Avoid Is the Life We Miss

    And I realize that so much of the time,we’re trying to avoid the very thingsthat will give us joyjust because we anticipatethe grief and pain of the later. So we withhold,distract,and remove any chanceto feel something beautifuljust to shield ourselvesfrom potential pain. The four paws next to mewill very unlikely outlive me,and I know there’s…

  • The Quiet After Choosing Myself

    And then it hit meno longer being marriedmeans being alone. And being alonemeans choosing myself. And choosing myself..God, it’s beautiful…but it’s also quiet. Too quiet sometimes. Because in the stillness,there’s nowhere to hidefrom the truth I carry… that if love is ever going to find me again,I have to let it. I have to open…

  • Time Grows in the Slow Down

    As I sit in the slowness,listening to the calm,I feel the contrast of a life that is gonea life once lived in constant motion. Busy every moment,not because it had to be,but because I made it so. Time was something to fill.If I found a few free hours,my mind rushed to claim them. Stillness felt…

  • Moment Before Morning

    Not a poem, just a moment from the mind… I awake to the warmth of him beside me. It’s still dark, but I can tell the sun is eager to rise. His breathing is calm, and the safety I feel moves through me like the first cool wave that meets your skin on a hot…