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Why You Should Never Stop Fighting

Last weekend, I went to Michigan, with my boyfriend and I learned a very important lesson. My boyfriend and I were walking on a boardwalk while the sun was setting. The sun was in the process of dipping into the cool blue lake. The air was warm but the sight was breathtaking. As we were…

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Feeling Confident After Hair Loss

Having several chronic illnesses, I unfortunately had to cut my long hair, due to hair loss. My hair started to come out in handfuls. I was devastated to cut it, because it was my security blanket. After my haircutI felt extremely insecure once I cut it, but in the long run I’m glad I did.…

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Sunsets and Memories

Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting.” ― Richard Paul Evans, The Gift

Sunsets and memories

Sunsets, like empires and memories of love long ago, fade slow; first brilliant, then warm, and finally passing to silk brocade on black velvet.  How much more beautiful they are in memory when the busy moments of planning and passing through life have stilled. Continue reading “Sunsets and Memories”

A Faded Rose

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. ― Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin

A Faded Rose

In a follow on to my side trip into aging gracefully, I made a few tweaks to this previous post to give a snapshot into the thoughts one has for a loved one as they grow old together and frailty begins to pull one away from the other.

The metaphor of life from a faded rose in my garden struck me one day as I watched it fade, almost over night.  Memories of youth and life played like a song in my mind even though the words played hide and seek as I searched my mind to no avail to remember dates, names, and faces of those long gone. How our lives fade came to me all too clear in that moment through the lens when the rose came into focus. Continue reading “A Faded Rose”

Wall of Masks

“Words dazzle and deceive because they are mimed by the face.
But black words on a white page are the soul laid bare.” ― Guy de Maupassant
Faces
Based on original image from Associated Press 2011
Wall of Masks
The words fell naked from her face,
So proud to run a single race,
Alone each mile at her own pace.
A smile and eyes glistened red in light,
Each mask she wore slipped on skin tight,
And all their hues and colors were right.
They played all summer in heat and sun,
And all the friends were there for fun,
But for her the task was to pick which one,
To fall as prey to her sick game.
All rued the day they learned her name.
They came for joy, she gave them blame,
They drank those words to slack their thirst,
They drank until their minds near burst,
The lacy toxins only made it worse.
In their heart the seeds of hate,
Grew like weeds in the lake,
And when they knew, it was too late,
To erase the words their hearts now felt.
Words fell on backs like leather belts,
until bowed and on their knees they knelt.
She stood victorious all alone,
The sun set, there was no one.
She cries out loud but no one comes.
She taunts her masks with naked face,
And screams the words that set her pace,
To run for life in a single race,
Alone with all her masks of hate.

Strong Beauty

Delicate flower

Affectionately nurtured

Fostering strong beauty

What have I learned this week?

  • That I have to be my own steward and treat myself with kindness even when I don’t  feel I deserve it.
  • I have to be mindful of the thoughts I keep company with.
  • I have to remember that breathing is necessary to life.
  • That sometimes things aren’t as bad as they feel.
  • That being different is okay.  

What have your learned?