I can’t pretend

I cannot pretend

We were not a happy family

And you told me this in 2001

Don’t come home you said

Expecting us to be close

Why didn’t I listen then?

Did I still continue to hold out the impossible hope

Of healing, empathy and connection?

Lately I do not know who I am related to

Everyone seems so distant

And yet on another level I feel I do belong

To this human family

Did I choose to be born the youngest

Why do they tell us this

I am growing tired and yet I am happy

Then sad sometimes too

About all of the things I cannot change

I may die soon

My hair is getting gray

And pushing myself through another day

Sometimes takes all of my strength

Who will be there for me when I fall

I do not know

And yet still I truly do value life

I truly do say

Each and every day

Thank you God

For what

I have

For who I am

Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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