healing

How many days more must I be bored
Staring at the walls and screens and somethings
Waiting to be all healed and freed

Food and care and kindness has restored
My body hurting and this heart that's aching
Hoping to awake completely

To think with clarity and freedom
A strong mind and body are what I want
Simple lessons on thankfulness

still

The sun still rose today
Even though I thought it might see my pain
The birds still sang of spring today
Even though I thought they might hear my sad tune
The mountains still stood today
Even though I thought they might be crushed too
The flowers still pushed through today
So I will too

right now

Don't ask me about tomorrow or next week
I know what I know right now
Don't make more out of this—or less
I know what I know right now

Share all that you have in your heart
Because I am here in front of you right now
Share all the hopes and dreams you've saved
Because I am here in front of you right now

Take my hand on purpose every day
So we can look toward more than right now
Place my heart within your heart
So we can look forward to the future

Right now leads to tomorrow
And everyday love—right now

windows

Windows open up the world from the inside of our homes
Glass so fragile yet somehow holds everything outside at bay
Clouded or clear, they make way for viewing
The aspects of our lives we want to see
The sun and moon and each glittering star

Windows can open up our hearts to love
We lock them tight to keep out pain
But we must unlatch the lock
If we are to know where we belong
We need to shed some light on who we are

Windows open up our lives
With inspiration's power
With joy and gladness around the corner
We hope for what lies in store
As we gaze through the windows of our souls

how did I survive slice of life?

I made it. And how did I make it? I wrote this last post and a few others a few days early to get drafts typed. I will have had a surgery on my hand, and it shouldn't be too bad, but I worried I wouldn't be able to write. So I am writing a tad early and setting it to post after a few pecked out edits.

I want to say how thankful I am to have made it to the end even if I had to figure out a way to get it done extra creatively. I love to write, and I love the Slice of Life Story Challenge even if I worry and complain about it for a couple months leading up to it. I've written some of my most tender pieces during the challenge over these several years, and I believe it is not on accident. I believe the pressure of daily writing, the exercise of daily writing, and the discipline of daily writing all work together to get my heart and mind working together to write well.

Thank you to everyone who has been reading along as I write. I am thankful for every single comment. I need feedback some days. I probably would have given up a long time ago if I hadn't been able to round up some readership early on. It means the world to me that I have you all. The support is invaluable.

I'll still be around, writing on Tuesdays. And other days too. I like to write; I was just forgetting myself for a bit.