Archives for March 2026

"Sissy, they said." I see two little hearts, completely engulfed by a big one. It shines, burnished gold and factory made diamonds. Picked with love, representing love. "Sissy, They said. " You're the big one, and we are the little ones." Two little hearts inside a big one. Oldest of three. Privilege to be me. Held only by me. Walk through fire I would, but harder than that is love without bounds. No matter where they go or decide to do. There will always ... View Post

Please Pray. Sometimes I dread these words. Often what follows is " All we can do is Pray." As a counselor; I understand change is not on my terms. I understand there is more than meets the eye, more I don't see, will never see. In that, I accept the challenge of limitation. As a daughter, sister, cousin, and granddaughter- these I cannot accept as readily. I struggle to smile despite my own trajectory being upward, whilst those closest to me are drowning. How can I ... View Post

Each year, less new to life, though still holding the hope of it all. More tools I've gained, perhaps a heavier brain; But never anticipating fully the pain. Training to help, filled with skills, praised for acquisition, encouraged in exploration Curiosity serves me well there and then. Here and when, swing differently though. All these skills, keen observations, helpful hints, layered feedback, heavy head full of brains- All these do nothing here. Reminded again, a kid ... View Post

Courageous, she said. Courageous, you said. Courageous... you are. She said many days from yesterday. You said many days from yesterday. Yesterday, courageous I felt. Flying on the wings of eagles, sheltered under expansive down. No frowns; thoughtful, head tilting, yet outside that busy head. Past growing pains, I fought them relentlessly; Uncaged them mercilessly, released them freely. Yesterday, I was courageous. Did you hear that? Yes, yesterday. ... View Post

Letting go. Under go. Its courageous; you say, to move so far away- Oh. Oh. Oh. I never thought of it that way. Too worried I was running away. Easier, I thought it would be. When in fact it was harder, than before . Highlighting necessary change. Yet… Shame. Shame. Shame. Why Am I such a mess? Why can’t I reach this? Why can’t I get this? Why can’t I  fix this? It is harder, so much harder. Harder than anything else I’d ... View Post