Learning how to take care of myself, my childhood.
Self controlling my every move, a teenager.
Searching for a way out, a young adult.
Arming myself for life through books, an adult.
Trusting someone enough to live with them, a newlywed.
Mending a broken heart because of disconnect, a wife.
Forgiving those who stole my trust, a mother.
Understanding those young parents who raised me, a woman.
Here I am, when does the education stop? Where’s that happy ending?
Around every corner a lesson to be learned.
Life’s seriousness never ends.
A place to relax, a shoulder for trust, to hold on longer is asking too much.
A lifetime of breathing through prayer, seems not enough.