Healing
I found myself smiling more today,
Laughing
Or chuckling, more like.
Beautiful
Like all things good.
I even read something I found humorous
With only the vaguest wonder
As to whether it would be
Appropriate reading material…
Don’t ask –
Because
Then I’m afraid again.
Fear,
Of recurrence
In the midst
Of what I once again scrape together
As beautiful.
Quick conversations
In my thoughts
To ease anxiety.
Please,
Don’t let it happen again.
Yes,
Please –
Many times over.
Is it begging
Or prayer…
Is the distinction important?
Am I brave to admit such
Amidst sI much vulnerability?
Honesty,
Emotional honesty
How we all know
Is no small feat.
I always wanted to be brave
But, sometimes
I’m not;
In fact, if I act brave
In the heat of some important moment
Am I stupid?
Which is safest?
Which is more for effective…
For who…
How many…
For what length of time…
Safety.
Thoughts
To ease my anxiety,
You’re OK human.
Healing…
Not to worry,
<worried often: parenting, pandemic, and all>
Many, many normal days have ensued.
God bless beautiful moments
And normal days.
Memories
Let them not be ruined.
Healing.
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