When the world felt smaller,
I felt taller.
It keeps expanding…

I don’t know if I have any room left to grow.

You remind me of love.
You remind me of him.
You remind me of my grandma.
You remind me of kids laughing, of soft melodic music, of car rides with your best friends
You remind me of all the good stuff.
When I can’t breathe and everything is spinning.
When I’m on the verge of breaking.
You remind me.
You calm me.
Everything I wish I was I find in you.
Like him
Like my grandma
You’re my happy place.
You settle my thoughts.
You ground me.
When it’s just you and I, nothing else matters.

It’s just you and I.
And all the things you remind me of.

I’m finding peace in the silence.
In my heart.
In my soul.
In the storm.
In the dark thoughts.
In the good ones.
I’m finding peace in everything.
The world suddenly has a slightly brighter glow.
The weight I’m carrying is suddenly a little lighter.
The music has a different tune.
The birds sing a little louder.
The coffee tastes a little less bitter.
The words no longer need to be said.
The dark is a little less scary.

All because I’m finding peace.

I know in my heart
That I belong in the sunset.
In the stars.
In the moon.
In the grass.
In the trees.
In laughter.
In love.
I belong everywhere.
All the time.
Wherever I go,
I am.
Whatever I feel,
I am.

I’m falling in love with living.
Im talking windows rolled down music blasting living.
I’m talking sunsets on the kayak living.
Hammocking in the backyard.
Listening to my neighbors kids laugh.
Cup of coffee on the back porch.
The same spot I sit every day living.

I’m talking crying myself to sleep living.
I’m talking not wanting to wake up living.
The pain of not being loved.
The tears I’m constantly holding back.
The feeling on holding on by a thread living.

I’m falling in love with all of it.
All at once.
I’m falling in love with my soul and my spirit.
I’m falling in love with the sunset.
I’m falling in love with the silence.
I’m falling in love with the process of falling in love.
I’m learning to love everything around me. Including myself.
It’s no easy task.
It’s dedicating everyday to the commitment of healing.

But...

I can’t quit yet.
There’s so much more left
to fall in love with.

The weight of the world
rests on her shoulders.
As if she was the one
who created.
She blamed herself
for all the bad
all the good.
But mainly all the bad.
She cries for those she
barely knows and those she does.
She carries the weight like
bricks under her skin
She will carry the weight
Until she’s 102… making
her hunchbacked.
She cries for a god
she doesn’t believe in
She’s the silent girl
In the back of the class.
The one who wears
her worries in her eyes
in her smile.

Protector of life,
Draped in a suit of armor.
With a powerful demeanor, he stands
Noble
Fearless of the blazing gates of hell
Fearless of the flames that encompass him
Fearless of the torridity that sears his skin
Death engulfs him
The death that lies in the fire
The heat is almost too much to bare
But not for him.
For he is determined to save.
He charges on.
Ambers shoot at him,
Smoke strangles his lungs.
Removing his every last breath.
He knows hell personally
And endures it every day.
Even though he walks through hell
He is a heavenly being
Determined to save.
In times of terror
Only one thing matters:
No man left behind.
No man left behind.