As time slips by my heart softens. Memories seep in
through every crack and crevice, tears sting my eyes and a terrible ache
settles into my bones. I look down at my empty stomach and know that by now it
should have been filled with life. Why? I ask, have I been led down this path?
What is the purpose for this pain? These choices? This outcome? I've decided to
leave what is left of "home" for the duration of the summer, we all
agree that I need to go and find some peace. At this point hope feels like sand
slipping through my fingers. Some of it remains, sticky. Determined.
Dear Nella,
ReplyDeleteI feel as if your words in this blog are written by me, for me! I stumbled on this while browsing through Pintrest to calm my soul and stop my tears. I am going through the exact same thing as you, in a similar time frame. When it did happen to me, I felt that no amount of air in this world would be enough to keep in alive. It`s a crazy world how two women from different places, even possibly different continents can go through the exact same thing and feel exactly the same! Starting your own blog is a therapeutic way to express feelings and feel as if the universe can hear them.
Happy the universe has ears. Thank you for visiting, you are always welcome. May your heart find peace.
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