Posted in Photography, Poetry

Feeling good about myself and others.

Home Bound

I haven’t posted many of my thoughts lately. Mostly out of a cringe in my stomach telling me to hold back the tide of bile. An anger lurks underneath the bed.

And you are healing? Aren’t you feeling your way out of the dark yet?

Ive been here so long. You fit like a glove. The peeling back of every layer. Every fear succumbs to my scratching fever. The bedside table rarely tips. The icy water barely sipped.

Posted in Art, Photography, Poetry

No Words at the Moment

Fractured
Can you hear me
make home
in the silence of the woods
where i watch freshly fallen snow
absorb her howl.
And i walk with a limp.

My days blend one into another. My to-do projects never quite finished. Ever chasing what best resembles my thoughts.

Posted in Musings

When People Confuse Your Having Boundaries and Standards with Having “An Attitude”

When People Confuse Your Having Boundaries and Standards with Having “An Attitude”

When People Confuse Your Having Boundaries and Standards with Having “An Attitude”


— Read on cheriewhite.blog/2020/12/28/when-people-confuse-your-having-boundaries-and-standards-with-having-an-attitude/

Cherie is writing some great articles on bullies, abusers, and boundaries. 💥

If you spend your life sparing people’s feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can’t distinguish what should be respected in them.

F. Scott Fitzgerald
Posted in Musings

Families

Families

Families
— Read on bereavedsingledad.blog/2020/12/27/families/

I enjoy Gary’s musings. This particular writing certainly felt familiar. Family is a funny thing. And the thing is, as terrible as 2020 was, it taught me an enormous pot of wisdom. And 2021 will be all the better for my new found knowledge and attempts to keep going forward. To dreams! To visions! To destiny!

Happy creating, Jeanne