You're so hard on yourself.
Take a moment.
Sit back.
Marvel at your life;
at the grief that softened you,
at the heartache that wisened you,
at the suffering that strengthened you.
Despite everything,
you still grow.
Be proud
of this.
P.S. Please keep smiling.
4 comments:
Keep smiling! And take me with you to your hairdresser. You look great!
It's a tough road, but we have to keep on, and somehow we do grow in spite of ourselves.
We do need to keep smiling or risk going under.
I spend time at my local YMCA. Lots to choose from: gentle toning, yoga, Zumba classes. People all around, great music. I particularly like Aqua aerobics. All that thrashing about in the water, all that movement seems to lift my spirits. I leave the class feeling better. And that's all I can do at the moment to ward off the longing.
Gentle hugs, Deborah
I knew it! I knew there would come a day when you could rejoice and be playful again. you deserve all the fun you and your cohort(s) can conjure up . Dance and write, deb. and anything else in between.
yay!
love
kj
Put on those dancing shoes ♥
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