Monday, August 21, 2017
Restore Not Replace
Your whiskers have been cut, damaged, torn from the root. Your surroundings have been unsettled, tossed even destroyed with no hope of restoration. Struggling to firmly plant feet that used to know the way. Feet that once lead you on adventure, to places unknown, locations you didn't know you needed to dwell. You retreat as the fear surrounds you, overtakes you, drowns you. Your once fierce presence has been diminished into a person that hides, cowers and often flees. I will lead you until you to return to that once strong, sometimes overwhelming pillar of strength. -
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I Know What That Means- By: Kelli J Gavin for Writers Unite!
I Know What That Means By: Kelli J Gavin After my family moved to Minneapolis three years ago, my parents refused to visit us in our ne...
-
I was thrilled when I realized I didn't have to race off anywhere this morning. I got the kids up and off to school and then had one ear...
-
Our dad is dying. He is in his final days. My sister Angela is doing an amazing job caring for him in her home. She is overseeing care,... -
Absolutely 100% my worst pet peeve? When someone tells me to smile. Please do not tell me to do this. If I am told to smile, I immediat... -
I had surgery this past Thursday. Three surgeries were planned and an additional surgeon showed up unannounced to perform an additional pro...
-
When I say that I am a truth teller, I mean exactly that. I tell the truth. I tell the truth because the truth is important, it is real,...
No comments:
Post a Comment