don’t give up

 

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when the world seems stacked against you

and the wind is refusing to be at your back

 

lights appear to dim as you walk into a room

flowers wilt and die before your tired eyes

and those who are suppose to love you never seemed to care

 

these moments in life can overtake us

creating a sense of feeling unworthy, useless, spent

 

but you are so very beautiful and you are loved,

if not by those who fail to see your inherent worth,

 

remember you are cherished by the one who created you

and the beauty of life will reveal itself to you as

 

a new day will dawn

the fog will clear

and clouds will part

the rain will halt

the sun will shine

birds will sing

and flowers will bloom

 

 

 

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my prayer for you

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that you experience true love

soaking in the sweetness of being loved for who you are

no matter what your failings, limitations or inabilities that may fill your body

 

that you feel safe in the arms of another

held when you are unsure or scared

lying closely as your heartbeats create a synchronous rhythm of comfort and respect

 

that your hand will be held with gentleness and caring to help guide you through life

you are comforted when ill

and protected when you are weak

 

that you find joy in their presence

your 1,000th kiss will feel like the first

and your day will not be complete without seeing the beauty of your love reflected back in their face

 

 

 

Tears

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There are days that I just can not pretend to be ok for one more second.  The pain. The fog.  The fear.  The unknown.  It gets the best of me, despite how hard I try to ignore it.  It is in these moments that I fall apart.

I cry a personal brook, weeping myself into moments of inconsolable sadness.  As I try to pull myself out of the despair, I think about all the people who have it worse, who are in their own part of the world crying their own personal stream………babbling to themselves that no one understands.

I visualize the tears of those who cry out for help………turning into streams………the streams all meeting up forming an ocean of tears…..

These tears are not seen by many, only those who live within the ocean, on an island of illness………..it is only when the winds pick up and the ocean gains strength enough to cry out do we really see the others who live here too.

But here in the ocean of tears, you find an abundance of life, completely different than what you would find on land –  but beautiful just the same.

 

 

~ wendi is the author of two books, you can view them here.

 

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snowflakes

 

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So many fall

Never to return

On through life

Without a repeat

 

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~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save, or Stretch a Dollar.

smiles

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Sending

Moments

In

Life

Eternally

Skyward

 

May you be the smile in someone’s day.

 

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