Category: Encouragement

  • You are a warrior.

    You are a warrior.

    You are a warrior. You’ve walked a tightrope – steady – the balance between hope and grief, joy and pain, digging in and letting go. You’ve trusted. And you didn’t fall. Somehow you found a way to be present in the midst of holding so much. How did you manage to dance on a tightrope?…

  • Hey, skinny jeans.

    Hey, skinny jeans.

    Hey, skinny jeans. I know that you have  felt my absence.  It’s nothing personal… I still like you.  I also like breathing.  Things have changed  in the last 10 months  and what was once  ‘fit like a glove’ is now painful contortion.  It’s not you.  It’s me.  You can’t encompass the results of my coping…

  • Hope made a way

    Hope made a way

    The pieces don’t fit.  I want to finish this puzzle so that  it makes sense.  It’s a mess and there are  pieces missing so I am not sure why I keep going.  I am losing hope that I will ever see the complete picture. I am missing pieces.  I am not where I  thought I…

  • The best thing

    The best thing

    You are  worried  overwhelmed anxious. Me too. I am  really trying to be there  for you –  to be what you need even though it’s not my role to fill. Still. When there are  tears – I want to fix it as if it’s blood,  not salt. When you have a   hard question,  …

  • Veil of fog

    Veil of fog

    Fog. Thick, real. Joy and hope play a game of hide and seek I did not ask to participate in. The future holds question marks – so many unknowns… The fog clouds vision, tangles emotion, and I just want to hibernate. The swath of clouds hangs over every area of life and I wonder if this…

  • Sifted

    Sifted

    My world has been sifted. It’s been a  painful shaking, an imposed surrender. All that I once held with a tight grip is no longer something I can cling to. Some of what I held dear has fallen through my hands.  What remains  is precious,  their importance – elevated. I open my hands to examine …

  • You’re never far

    You’re never far

    We might be five miles apart,  next door, or 2500 miles away from each other.  But you’re never far.  Distance can’t change  what the heart holds.  Distance can’t dilute  our determination  to care for one  another well.  We will find a way. Distance cannot weaken love. It just doesn’t  have that kind of power. Distance…

  • Not alone

    Not alone

    You’re not alone. You’re not alone. And if you are convinced you are – I’m there, too. I may feel raw, unseen, and unsteady. But friend, I am not alone. You are weak from bracing against the assault of the relentless wind but I need you to shift your gaze. Look up. Look up. I’m…

  • Lies cannot sustain.

    Lies cannot sustain.

    Lethargy is in her veins. She is slow to feel, slow to dream, slow to fight. She feels unsure in every space, unsure if she wants to be seen or if she wants to be in the shadows. She delays decisions until they are made for her. Blooming is left to others with more beauty…

  • Wear fierce

    Wear fierce

    I got my gray covered yesterday. It was showing up, super sparkly and well, gray. And I’m just not ready for that. My earrings were sitting on the counter so that they were safe from staining color. I asked my hairdresser to please not let me forget them and she said, “Oh, I will!” I…