Blog

It’s boiling over!

Why is it in the sink?

You just had it on the stove!

No metal in the non-stick pans!

Are you going to buy me new ones!?

I do not like to boast about myself.

I was told it was a sin.

Pride will bring about your downfall.

Yet, I need to build up my self confidence.

Which means I need pride in my accomplishments.

I am a competent, capable and hardworking person.

I can be relied upon when I promise something.

I sometimes fail.

But I do try to get up and move on.

My friend got me back on the horse

when the saddle started slipping.

I was frightened, but I did it.

Get back up when you fall down.

I prefer to understand that I see my worth

without having to wait for others to recognize it.

Someday, I will believe that I can be happy

without being told I was a good girl!

I have a good memory

but

thank you for the reminder.

Yes it takes time to adjust.

To have your vision split.

It has been over a year.

Almost two.

Yet, I still have trouble seeing my world

because the in between line of distinction

is exactly where I want to always look.

This seems to be a metaphor for my life.

I have been running out of spoons lately.

I use them.

I can’t find where I left them.

I need to replace them.

But I have no more spoons to do that with.

The main difference is money.

In the city

if you can not afford it

you buy whatever is available

or worse

given to you.

Yet, you hear the stories of people starting a garden

to offset inflation prices.

If I could

I might?

So, instead I will try to eat healthier

but please understand

when I reach for the chips

it might be all I have.

Thoughts empty

Feelings hurt

Direction is less

Common actions slow

Body aching fiercely

Head is somewhere

Don’t confuse me

Today is a hideaway day

Morning Routine is changed.

It used to be

Feed the cats,

get them new water

and then let them outside

so they could get some grass for their digestion.

Now, when the door opens

they look outside

feel the chilled air,

then at me

so I close the door.

Five minutes later,

they want out again.

They seem to think I can control the weather.

Whoever controls the water

That which is needed to live

will control the victory.

Food and other necessities

should they be interrupted

will damage all in the war zone.

Why does it have to happen?

Everyone deserves the chance to live.

I always wondered

why people put up requests

for money

when their situation

is not a tragedy

or some other heart breaking reason.

I guess, they still hope in the kindness of others.