my life closed twice before its close;
it yet remains to see
if immortality unveil
a third event to me,
so huge, so hopeless to conceive,
as those that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell. ~ Emily Dickinson
Oh how this poem resonates within my very core… be Being. Twice I feel I have failed my children. All I want, crave, and need, is to be the very best person I can be for myself so that I may be the very best mother I can… for them. Isn’t that what it’s all about?? Keeping them safe, healthy, and having their best interest at heart? Sometimes it is difficult to know when I am being selfish and to know when to let go of that which I have no control.
I can control me though… and fix me… for me.
Originally written in April 2010 after a horrible person harmed a loved one. I use to say his name in hopes that others would find out about what he did. I no longer want to hold that hate… I have let go and moved on with my life.