Like in a dream our lives transformed,
navigating loneliness was bumpy travel.
Looking out the window, seeing nothing but vague shapes,
echoing the numbness within.
We parted ways and both coped well,
and we're past the sadness, feeling better.
This picture remains, and memories of years gone by. A reminder. To be careful with our lives.
I remember the day (a few of them) when "it" lifted like a weight off my chest and I could breathe deeply and be present for everything around me again. And I smiled.
...and I remember the days when I had the strength to draw the curtains of my mind open and to see the light beyond, and all those times I realised that even in the dark times, this was a safe place...and every so often I now draw closed those curtains, knowing I can open them again when I need to. Wow! K