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’
All of a sudden I couldn’t breathe, it was happening, I was having a panic attack. I got to my car and drove across the street to the cemetery, I just wanted to be close to Luke and I needed a “safe place” …
Space for love, happiness, forgiveness, peace with my past, hope for my future. I want space to let go of what was said, what wasn’t, what never will be said or heard. I want more space to celebrate my successes and less space for criticizing myself. I want space to grow, to help, to continue to heal, not only myself, but others.
I’m someone who hopes to make an impact, as tiny as it might be for someone, somewhere. I hope that in sharing my life, I can remind readers, whoever you are, wherever you are, whatever your circumstance, you’re okay, you’re going to be okay…it’s just okay. You’re not behind, you’re not lost, you’re just where you are and there is nothing wrong with that…your life can still be beautiful, even if it’s messy or not happening “in order”.
I am not alone, ever. Even with my eyes closed, I know they are there. Supporting my dreams, celebrating my successes, picking me up when I fall…they are always there. That’s how I do it.