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Category: Starting Over

  • 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…

  • Through the Eyes of Abundance

    There’s abundance all around,yet so often, we ask for more,as if sitting in a gold mine,wishing for silver instead. Wanting more is never wrong,but forgetting what already isbecomes the quiet thief of joy. As I sit at my kitchen table,dog curled at my feet,a warm, healthy meal before me,music filling my soul,I feel the heat…

  • Season of the Breakdown

    Here comes the season of the breakdown  the low of lows I never thought I’d feel. And suddenly I see why it hurts so much more: this is the first time I’ve truly been alone. I can cry my tears, throw my fits, and no one else is home— just me and my lost soul,…