Can you believe….

The first time you lay eyes on someone
You know they are the one

Your first kiss
Is familiar

You touch
And electricity courses thru every molecule of your being

You search their eyes
you see their soul, and yourself too

Nothing has ever felt so comfortable…
So natural as being with this person

It is completion

And when you must leave….
As hard as that is, you still feel like they are with you.

Like a feather floating from the sky
Flying on the currents as it falls
Down, down, down
Twisting and turning
Gracefully falling
In control of its’ own destiny
Its’ original purpose now fulfilled
Change is inevitable
Where will it go?
What new purpose will it serve?
A tool for writing
A piece of a collection
A gift from above….
To be used for adornment
Or in cleansing ritual
Its destiny and purpose may have changed,
But it is still the same feather.

I love you little one
I am sorry if my tone confuses you
I am sorry if my words are hard
I know when you are sick,
You get tired, sometimes crabby
And although you don’t mean to
A bit whiney
Mommy loves you with all her heart
She wants you to grow up
Smart
Strong
Independent
Emotional and physically healthy
There is no how to manual to be a great mom
I wish there was
You are so special to me
You are my pride
You are my joy
You are most important
I am sorry I do this alone
I am sorry for all the other things that take my time
I am sorry there aren’t more hours in the day
That more of my time can’t be just you and I
Having fun
There is so much else
Things that are not important
But things that must be done
They take our time
And our attention
From what is most important
But they will never take my love for you

Love Mom

I am a work in progress…please be patient with me
I am a work in progress…trying to un-learn all that has been taught
I am a work in progress…I am learning I am worthy
I am a work in progress…I am learning I am deserving
I am a work in progress…trying to learn to let someone love me for who I am inside
I am a work in progress…trying to make my way in this world
I am a work in progress…learning I deserve to be a priority
I am a work in progress…learning to help others but knowing where to draw the line
I am a work in progress…a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a lover, a goddess
Be patient with me…I am a work in progress

has any one heard from her? is she ok?