There are times when my heart feels filled with shards of glass,
glistening and beautiful, but painful to embrace.
Sometimes it is too much to take in;
the worry, the pain, the heavy responsibility.
My brain freezes, numbing the pain,
allowing my heart time to just be.
Memories of what was and dreams-
or perhaps fears-
of what may be…what will be.
Am I strong enough to weather what will come my way?
I want to say yes. Yes.
I am my mother’s daughter. We are and were strong women born of strong women.
But today,
today I don’t want to be strong,
Today I want to curl up into myself for an eternity,
gently pulling out each shard of glass,
laying the pain to rest.
The View from Here 
That soothing pink color of the clouds! There’s a place to rest!
Beautiful and poignant.
Thank you, Danita. We miss you and hope that you are happy and well. ❤️🙏
Beautifully written. One cannot read without feeling those shards. Empathy. Sending healing thoughts and a prayer.