Wednesday, November 16, 2011

I am...thankful.

I am thankful.
For a husband that loves me, even though he really, really KNOWS me, and what-all I've seen, and been through, and how all that's left is the Me I am Today.  Some of which he endured with me, some he only knows because I told him, some he figured out on his own.  All I know is that he has pulled me back to safety, time after time, reminding me not only who I still am, but who and what We still are, together.  I promise I won't let anything in this world make me forget that again.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

I believe that life begins

I believe that life begins
At the spark of conception.
And that in an instant can be formed an immeasurable bond,
Of which speak poets, and mamas, and God.
And so the mourning, when one such flicker of light is taken when it's barely begun,
can only be understood by poets, and mamas, and God...