A new
year, and yet for me it feels like I am still caught in a bad story.
While it is also the start of a month of resolutions and being thankful.
And yet it is so easy to still take off the bandages and poke at the
wounds in me that are starting to appear like they are healing. And yet
I know that many of them are still very new and deep. And a part of me
wants to sit inside these wounds and nurse them. To sit and sort thru all the memories that are impressed on my soul.
And yet things are not always as they seem. But people don't see that
as a possibility. You see, two years later and I should be moving
forward to what is yet to come. And yet I am still living in what was.
It is the trap of domestic violence when you are married to the abuser
and have children. Moving on isn't so easy. And yet maybe today is a
good day to start to focus on what I am thankful for and continue
looking for the whole month.
So... what am I thankful for on day 1?
I am thankful that I am alive and that the bullet he shot to end the argument never hit me.
#thankful #Jan2014 #NewYear #Blessings
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