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Keys (Poem)

We pass these keys, to cease this journey

Our mind freezes, admiring the ceilings

Concealing these feelings of loss

Seemingly tossed inside a soulless world

Never taught how to sew the hurt

Yes, life is a tough tour

Although, we seek guides to countour

This maze which consumes the brain

Friendship (Poem)

Smooth flows, smooth flows, there’s no place for more foes

Searching for love in the wrong places, we propose to our roads

Share goals, share gold, that’s how deep the love goes

Every week we see ghosts, so many are fake close

Hatred switches sides like basketball teams, straight after half-time

FOREVER

Another year without you...

It’s always so depressing

     when I realize how long it’s been 

     since I’ve seen you; 

Burn The Cloak Of Shame

Recently a friend invited me over to share a glass of wine and catch up on life.   We had returned to her home after enjoying lunch at a local cafe feasting on southern style meat and 3 and our sweet tea all while sitting outside breathing in the sweet Tennessee air.  I am not sure we stopped talking from the moment we saw one another.  It was one of the most

LEAVE ME ALONE: Valuing Silence In Grief

Grief can be a solitary experience.  As much as we try, we cannot make others see life through the same lens.  Even when two people share the same experience, each will recount it in a different way.
 
When my daughter died, what I needed most wasn't for someone to make me feel better.  Hannah was dead and nothing could change that.

The Link Between Bravery and Grief

Just one step at a time. Just breathe. You can do this. If you've done this once, you can do it again. Way to go!

Manifesting Love Into Your Life Again

Perhaps you’ve been complaining about something or have felt like a victim because of  someone else?  I want you to know that you have the power within you to change Everything in your life by using your natural born spiritual gifts.

A Letter to Mama, if you're reading...

Mom,

Torn

Since you've been gone

I keep thinking you're coming back.

I waited, day and night

But you never came.

Now...I am so torn...

A WIDOW'S FEAR OF THE FUTURE

It was time to plan a future. The first year of widowhood was the hardest. The second year wasn't a piece of cake, but I felt a bit of joy at times and a little less pain.

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