Taking a walk
I glance above,
At the blue sky,
And wonder what
The skies look like
Where you are.
Could it be possible
We are both enjoying
A walk in the sunshine,
At the same time,
Feeling the same warmth
Radiating down on us;
Connecting us for a moment
On an mystical plane,
Together once again?
My life the last eight years has been about nothing but restarts and new beginnings. I lost my mom, went through a separation and divorce. Lived “on my own” for the first time in my life. Came to grips with my depression and anxiety. I discovered I had fibromyalgia. I had to face my inability to work. Found a new hope at love. And watched my daughter grow up and move out on her own. It has been a busy eight years.
The recurring theme has been if you don’t like the way the day is going, it is ok to start it over again at any point. I have tried to learn not to be so hard on myself (although I still often am) and just go with the flow a little more. Most things are not set in stone and you can always try again or turn around and try a different path.
I most recently restarted a busy day by taking 15 minutes to go to the park and watch the ice floes. Just a moment with the forces of nature gave me enough of a reset on the day that I was able to avoid a day going downhill. I watched the water and ice, listening to the sounds of the small spillway and felt refreshed.
Before my fibro I used to walk a couple of miles a day and take lots of outdoor photos trying to capture the freedom nature gave me. It was nice to take a few shots of the ice. But it was nicer to be able to see the day with a better perspective after a restart.
I even restarted my blog. I originally was here about 5 years ago, but never was consistent with my writing. Now after completing a daily challenge last year, I try to keep up daily or at least close to it. It is amazing what can come from a fresh start.
I hope you all have a wonderful night/day! (((HUGS)))
As the day’s light begins to dim
I feel the weight of the day on me
The aches and pains from life
Burning through my body
The sense of loss I endure
As another day passes without you
The sting of isolation
As I watch my friends disappear
And the twinge of sorrow I am left with
Knowing life will not slow down for me
I once again try to place
My hurting on a shelf
And end the day just grateful
For a heart that is still beating