Thursday, March 3rd, 2016 3

PX680_self_rsHow quickly the tears return,
Welling up, spilling over, streaming down.
The ache in the core of my chest,
Deep within my ribcage,
Under the muscles I’ve built this past year.
Strength from vulnerability.
Despite riding a high of friendship and being seen,
It’s still there.
A longing.
A want.
A need.
It’s not about the past,
No, that is laid to rest.
It’s about today,
                      and the next,
                                        and the next.
She said…
“I want to take all our pains away, but how would we then recognize happiness and joy?”
Indeed, how?

3 Responses

  1. Kathee says:

    Meghan, I look at the tears that return as a way of letting go, everything I let go of leaves room for more possibilities, it opens my heart for today, filled with peace and joy. I feel every tear you speak of because I have been there this week. Small steps with our head held high move us in the right direction. We do things for us to heal our heart, to find what we most need. Keep smiling, taking pictures, and sharing your beautiful words.

  2. I don’t know what I can add to the beautiful words of Kathee above…❤️

  3. Linz says:

    I see u.

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