Sentence Served

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.

 

 

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Dear Diary

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!

Gratitude & Healing

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

Guardian angels

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”