Mind wheeling; it's a process that grants release,
The cursor blinks begging for words
The keys pulse under finger tips and the text flows
Thoughts,
Ordinary, but seldom profound
Fears,
Imagined, hormonal, and over-coming
Stresses,
Perceived, self-impressed and letting-go
Failures,
Past, and present
Hopes,
Creating courage, and dreams for another day
Successes,
In life and in moments
Blogging [for me]
Is often a Dear Diary dialogue
An emotional vomit of expectations and experiences
Quests that have made me into the person I am
Instances that shape how I handle the everyday and face the future
An unveiling of the inside
An inside that isn't always secure, or pretty or nice and seldom funny (except for that one time), but always Sincere.
For the love of blogging, writing, dear diary moments, the release of emotion, and the idea that someone else may glean from my imperfection and experiences,
ME
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I've been on a silent journey For a year, I explained the pain and weakness away, it was the gardening or hormones or in my hea... -
This is a face forever altered in wrinkles and worry lines These eyes have been bled dry of tears and yet they still cry This ... -
It doesn’t discriminate There is not one age, social status, family model or culture it attacks For it cares not of its victims ... -
Dear Baby Girl (you're gone) -- You would be five, but your body never was and instead you're just a beautiful soul I don'... -
The house is hurriedly swept, papers stashed, candles that smell of cookies lit, laundry hidden away, dinner inhaled - dishes entombed, and... -
Being a nurse was always where my heart was set So all the Sunday dinners I missed I can not regret Because caring for others' hurts, ... -
The word rolled off her tongue and I was frozen I couldn't have just heard what my brain is telling me I heard Not from her, Beautifu... -
There's orange shag carpet covering the floor Cards slide across the wooden table as kids make sound effects from behind the couch The...
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My sweet sisters, You proudly proclaim God as sovereign and Lord and resign to His timing in so much of your life, But, concer... -
To all the Mom's Sacrifice comes easy at first, it starts with your body and then it's your sleep - until you realize it'...
1 comment:
Thanks for sharing your imperfection and experiences... I get it. :)
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