Drama

 Realizing how you come off to others can be sobering, depending on who is doing the reflecting. 🤔

Heartfit

 It just doesn’t fit sometimes,

My heart.

It cannot extend into

The reaches of you

And settle there, like home

I can’t find home sometimes

In these brief moments.

It’s like I miss you,

You are not there,

Even when you are

And I feel lonely, detached, isolated.

Where does this bleeding broken 

beating thing go,

If it has to struggle to fit?

I always come back to you.

I always make it work.

I look back into the rear view

Seeing something that was, briefly,

Moving forward with you

Even when we don’t quite fit.

But we will make it fit.

Because my heart

Loves yours.

Erika

Grace

There IS love lost

But then,

Life goes on anyway

And THAT is Grace

To be born and live.

 Who I used to be is no longer relevant.

I am a mother now and that is what matters.

Under Construction

 Hello to all of my new readers! Just trying to navigate what direction to next take this blog.  Be patient please as I’ve got a little one!

Sincerely,

Erika