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Lying under the blanket of night…
Stars sparkle their way through the black backdrop…
Creating illusions of images to please each soul…
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Waiting for a star to fall…
Waiting to wish my secret wish…
I stare intently…hoping…
They are oblivious of me and my desirous intention…
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Still I watch…
Still I wait…
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Longing for that one fleeting moment…
They continue their twinkling show…
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Still I wait…
Still I watch…
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Night…
Your playground…
My wishing place…
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She had a perfect life…
Love…passion…family…
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One day…
The world crushed her…
Sent so much agony…barraged…
She didn’t know how to go on…
Her children…
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She would wrap herself in a cocoon and brave this painful new world…
To spite incoming insidious cruelty…
She withstood the severest of storms…
Onslaught after onslaught…
Cocoon standing strong…
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One beautiful day she knew she was free from oppression….
She knew she had won…
This battle of her life…
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Now she begins the journey into this new unknown world…
First…she must break out of her cocoon…
Slow and steady…
Gently like the butterfly…
Strong… yet so very fragile…
It is not a quick process…
She is the only one who can break herself free…
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And like the butterfly…
If she doesn’t do it on her own…
She will not survive the new world…
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There I lay…
Sleepless night…
Lost in my distracted thoughts…
Unable to rest…to be still…
The mind rushes…
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Sleep comes…softly…
Fleeting…threatening to vanish…
Toss and Turn….
Twisted sheets match my thoughts…
My dreams….don’t dream…
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Please…sleep come…
Take me where I can dream…
Where I want to dream…
Don’t disappear…
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Dreams come hard and fast….
Too fast…too elusive…
The mind rushes…
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Please slow down…
I want to know you…savor your lucid images…
Revel in the falling…
Dreams sweet embrace…
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I cannot dream…
Will not dream…
For fear of awakening…yet again…
Dreaded disappearance…
The mind rushes…
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Sleepless night…
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Words string together in my mind like the rushing river….
Lost in the current of thought…
Gone too fast to contemplate…
Hope…excitement…longing…anticipation…
Distraction….
Delusion…
Disquiet….
Paradox…
Hope and Fear cannot live together…
So many words…
So many questions…
So many …too many…
Confusion….
Your sweet voice in my ears like a warm summer breeze…
Soothing…tempting…beckoning…
Delicious distraction…
A dream hidden in reality…
Another paradox…
Dissipating disquiet…
Breathe….just…breathe…
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What dreams may come….
I sit and ponder….
So many emotions flashing before me…inside me…
Sadness…fear….loss….confusion….disillusionment…
Kaleidoscope…
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Building a new dream…
What will it look like?
It is intangible…elusive…vague…
I sense it there nonetheless….
Beckoning to me…
Whispering my name….
Speaking to my heart…
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Come to me…
Every step you take brings you closer to me…
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I cannot find you…
I cannot see you…
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I cannot reveal myself….yet…
Hope it says softly….
Dream again…
It will all be so very beautiful…
Just wait…
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Impatient…I beg…
Please…please…tell me…
Just one hint…a glimmer…
A direction…
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Not yet…you must wait…have faith…
Keep dreaming…
Keep hoping…
Keep going…
One new step after another…
Soon you will find you are here…
You will know what dream has come…
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Sometimes it’s too hard…
This battle fought within the mind…
It is an illusion to think you can’t handle it…
A luxury you can’t afford…
Just because you choose not to see.
Doesn’t make it less real…
Doesn’t make it right…
Hiding the minds eye from the truth won’t make it go away…
Everyone has hard choices to make..
At some point you have to realize what lies before your eyes…
You hid for far too long thinking it couldn’t happen to you…
Thinking it was for the best…
Ignoring of the casualties of cruelty..
Choosing the perceived stronger side…
Believing the lie…while the truth stared at you waiting to be recognized…
Knowing in your heart it was wrong..
Too far from your reality…
Now it’s coming closer to you…
Truth is impatient…
It will be seen…it must…
You can no longer hide behind your chosen ignorance…
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There on a sandy seashore…
Waves crashing…
Warm gentle breeze…caresses seductively…
Softly blowing…playing with my hair…
I sit and stare…
Majesty of the sea…
Escaping reality…
All senses heightened…
Suddenly aware of everything…and nothing…
Watching…waiting…
Sand between my toes….
Salty spray envelopes softly…enticing…gently…
Tranquillity…
The sea whispers…
Secrets of the ages…
Eternal treasures…
Brought ashore for me to explore…
Gifts to see, touch, discover…
Cherish…
Footprints in the sand…
Trail of my journey…
Washed away…nevermore…
Till the next tide…
When there’s even more to explore…
Evermore…
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I would like to express my most sincere gratitude and appreciation to Robyn for generously sharing her gorgeous photographs in this collaboration with me.
Thank you Robyn ~Dearest friend ♥♥!! ~
One step…
One word…
One inspiration…
One blog…
One quote…
One poem….
One post….
One compliment…
One encouragement…
One more step…
One more realization…
One more action….
Bringing me closer…
One more piece…
One hope…
An entire dream being built …
By adding one…
“But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.”
~ George Gordon Byron ~
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Words…
Arranged just so…
Have incredible power…
To lift up…
To elicit joy…
To bring good news or bad…
To tear down walls or build them…
To heal or to hurt…
To empower or discourage…
To create love or hate…
Build trust or break it…
Words can change a persons life forever…one way or another…
Be oh so very careful with them…
They are fragile like glass and can shatter…destroy…
They can rebuild…rejoice…
Please…choose your words wisely…
Once said or written…can last forever…
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Unconditional love…
Never ending support…
Patience to endure…
Healing hugs…
A balm to my soul…
Ceaseless words of encouragement…
A legacy of steadfastness, love, wisdom,
soothing words, gentle nature…
Commitment to withstand the severest storms of life…
Strength to protect beyond comprehension…
My best friend…
Believing in me when I didn’t believe in myself…
Never a doubt…
Always selfless… All ways there….
One word…
Mom…
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It’s time to introduce the most influential and incredible woman in my life…my mom. Penny…thewhyaboutthis.com . She is my hero and my biggest supporter throughout my whole life, and even through the pitch black valley myself and my children have been through for the last two years. She stood witness, she cried with us, she fought with us…she was/is always an incredible source of inspiration and comfort when we need(ed) it most.
We each started our own blogs for different reasons…it was never intentional to keep our relationship from our precious new friends here. We never dreamed we’d be able to meet and cherish so many so fast. For reasons which will soon be made clear…I wanted to share with you all, newest friends and those who have been with me when I was only brave enough to post a famous quote…then a quote with a picture….then writing poetry (prose)…which I never dreamed I would be able to do…at all!
This has been an incredible adventure…becoming connected with bloggers around the world. Your outpouring of love, concern, and support has filled my heart, made me cry tears of joy, and inspired me beyond what I ever dreamed could be possible.
Mom (Penny) and I decided it was time to share this information because she has a done a few posts about each of my children and now one of my journey through the unimaginable torture of the last two years. Not just grief, but what was intentionally inflicted on top of that grief.
Please visit www.thewhyaboutthis.com and read today’s post “and then she waited…” if you are interested in my story. As a gracious loving mom and grandmother…she has shown me the true meaning of unconditional love…my whole life…but even more so during the last two years. If I am half the mom to my children that she is/has been to me…then I am blessed with the greatest of gifts.
I love you mom…wouldn’t have made it this far without you!
Thank you for always being you, always being there, and for not running away at the repeated insanity thrown at us…
Your most grateful daughter,
Christina ~
∼ Reconstructing Christina ∼ 