If it makes you cry when you write it, it’s good. This one made me bleed. Xo – Steph
My “real life” has been so busy I haven’t had as much time as I’ve wanted to write, but manage to sneak in a poem here or there. Xo – Steph ‘Don’t Break Them’ ‘Enough’ ‘Just Me’
Be still, this takes more strength and courage than any fight we could ever fight. I say this to myself daily, usually several times a day. I say this and I think of grace. The grace in letting go, grace in accepting our circumstances, even when we don’t like them. I’ve spent a lot of… Continue reading Be still…
Grief doesn’t diminish the good & happy things in your life but the good & happy things won’t take your grief away. You have to carry it all, in constant conflict.
Thank you for praying for my broken heart even though your own heart is shattered. Thank you for giving me permission to move forward. Thank you for knowing me well enough to know that I would need your permission. Thank you for giving me space and freedom to express my grief in any way I’ve needed to.
So what if we’re not perfect? So what if we let people see who we really are, beyond the snapshots of Facebook and Instagram.
Don’t be cautiously happy, just be happy!
I’ve heard, time and time again, when you meet “the one”, you’ll just know. Umm? Really? Like, right then? Will I see a sign? Like an actual person holding a sign? Is confetti involved? Yeah, no. Not the case for me. None of the above. Not even close. I’ve dated (I hate dating), I’ve been… Continue reading When do you know?
Experiencing grief takes you down a painful path, you lose pieces of yourself, some you get back, others you don’t. There is no coming out on the “other side” because once you really experience grief, your path, your direction changes entirely and you’re just not going that way anymore.
After I tucked my son into bed last night and walked to the kitchen for the 100th time that evening, I felt an overwhelming sense of contentment. I was tired and hadn’t had the best day, but all of the sudden thought to myself, “I love our home”.