A New Way of Thinking

If the mountain seems too big today
then climb a hill instead

If the morning brings you sadness
it’s okay to stay in bed

If the day ahead weighs heavy
and your plans feel like a curse

There’s no shame in rearranging
don’t make yourself feel worse

If a shower stings like needles
and a bath feels like you’ll drown

If you haven’t washed your hair for days
don’t throw away your crown

A day is not a lifetime
a rest is not defeat

Don’t think of it as failure
just a quiet, kind retreat

It’s okay to take a moment
from an anxious, fractured mind

The world will not stop turning
while you get realigned

The mountain will still be there
when you want to try again

You can climb it in your own time
just LOVE yourself until then.

~ Author Unknown

Truthful Tuesday: February 9th 2021

A mixture of preparedness and weekly prompts is the norm I look forward

to monthly.

As the holidays approached I began to write less and less.

Looking back I admit my lack of desire was due to a combination

of factors (personal and Pandemic-related).

I fully understand writer’s burnout and empathize with the alternate

host of this prompt.

Without questions to answer I found myself left with two choices

(participate and wing it or bypass).

I made my selection and since this prompt is one to tell the truth (not fib) I’ll

share a few enlightening moments from my past few days.

The 5th of this month was the 5th anniversary of my previous husband’s

passing (RIP).

I’d read the nice tribute our youngest daughter had posted on Facebook

only that evening mentioned ‘nothing’ to her.

Those involved in far from amicable divorces understand long-lasting

feelings experienced by the scorned woman.

The following night during our usual late night phone conversation

she brought up the topic some refer to as the elephant in the room.

I sat. I listened to her explanation. She’d included events

experienced with both biological parents.

It appears I missed her good intentions when I basically scanned

the post that morn.

Before she closed the topic she said, ‘Mom focus on the ‘good’

memories from all those years.

This suggestion undoubtedly for me will be hard to follow through

with on a constant basis; however, I vowed to try my best to honor

her request as ‘yes’ I admit it made perfect sense.

An epiphany?? Possibly!

Imagine how I felt this morn, a few days later, when I read a poem

written by a friend, a published Poetess. Nearing the end the

line below, one I resonate with, jumped out at me.

She’d penned:

“Living with grief means I have lived with much love.”

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