Reflection

a tearful morning
roller coaster emotions
a hug from my husband
sobs of … relief
surrender. spoken out loud.

a day in a park so beautiful
it could lift the spirits of the dead
lush, green odes to life
everywhere.

he offered me some wine
SURE.
i handed him my glass
not automatically, but with eagerness

and then

i looked up

i reflected

i have to start somewhere
i can be at the end of the road, again.

i can.

so i quietly set aside the glass

and poured it into the earth

while no one was lookingIMG_20150508_170720

3 thoughts on “Reflection

  1. that’s how we do it…
    one glass at a time, one hour at a time, one day at a time…
    and it just gets easier as we get clearer and surer that what we are doing is right for us.
    xo

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