Tags
angels, assurance, beauty, brokenness, choice, compassion, connection, depression, family, fearless, healing, hurt, letting go, love, tenderness, wholeness
in the breath
that was
an unborn child
a shadow
o’er the sun
ancient waves
crashing to the sea
echoing surrender
tears as silent rain
while wishing
fell asleep
against my soul
courage
burns like whiskey
when all the nights
are long
dreams denied
the sanctity
of home
. . .
Author’s Note: Recently, my heart has been laid open, working with someone I love (dearly) to address old hurts, old pains, scars beneath the scars. Depression wears thin across the same old lines, always taking more than we had to give.
tornadoday 
There’s a tremendous feeling of emptiness and sadness here…, and hurt, Bobbie. It drags against the heart and soul. A prayer for that person, whomever they are. …..xo
me
Oh Bobbie, wishing you the best for you and your loved one.
Your words are sorrowful, but they resonate true.
Depression really does always take more than we have to give but in the process of giving, I believe there is something that redeems us if we look for it.
Many hugs. ❤
Wrapping you in ❤ and your loved one is also encompassed in that love…as we all are. ❤