I am a
With a spark inside
brought to life
by a woman whose joy breached pain.
More than a learned skill,
A choice she made to sacrifice
her physical comfort for me
in life and death.
She gave joy to me.
Now this spark stays &
I am a
An unwavering human mess.
Happy to share
my Mother’s Joy.
I’m sitting in my unfinished closet.
In the middle of my room sits a faucet.
I’m ready, open, and embracing change.
any form will do.
Feels oh so good to smile at the sun
and feel it smiling back too.
My closet’s calming.
I could sit here for days.
But there’s life beyond this calming paint-
A rainbow of mints, oranges, greens & grays.
I find the longer life gets,
the more colors I’ll see.
In smiles, in hearts, in closets,
and sometimes in me.
You don’t need a lot to go anywhere. All I took was a toothbrush.
My sisters and I traveled 998 miles over the past two days. Up and down the East Coast. We drove down to North Carolina from Maryland, then all the way up to New Jersey. I bought a MONKEY MUG.
Sleeping in the car and driving ANYWHERE was the most exciting thing I’ve done in a while. We took the back roads through Pennsylvania, Delaware, and North Carolina. It was a wonderful experience. We drove for hours, stopping anywhere that was interesting and Sang with the windows down. We listened to EVERYTHING.
I know this sounds cliche, but the wind blowing through your hair is liberating. the winding roads. the sun. the rain. laughter.
It was an adventure. I would suggest a random Road trip to anyone (: