Been hostage long enough.
Guilty as charged.
Exhausted from holding onto it.
Self-sentenced internal punishment served.
Time to forgive myself.
Time to love myself.
Time to let it go.
I accept my gift of self-forgiveness.
Thank you very much.
This week’s been an eye-opener plus an emotional roller coaster for me. I just learned three people have cancer, all in various stages. Another friend had a heart attack just before his 50th birthday. I keep getting signs from a certain someone who’s passed, which can annoy me. To top it off, I feel at my wit’s ends on a weekly basis! How’s that for patience, healing and serenity! Lord, help me.
Better yet, Calgon, take me away!
I wrote this very short poem as a dedication to those Guardian angels, specifically to one, who watched over my husband and kept him safe the other day after his accident. I was told by a very special person who they were and what they did. I had expected and was not surprised to learn of the one, but when told the other, I honestly was not too pleased to learn of. As difficult as it will be for me, I know deep in my heart I have to learn to accept that she was a blessing, and is still a blessing as she continues to watch over him.
Thanks for stopping by, and enjoy . . .
Not just one, but two
My gratitude to you
I know who you are
Always watching over him
From near and afar
I did my share of cleansing
Allowing pure light in
Considered now a blessing
Healing souls can begin
You may want to read my post “Blackout”