The Story that is My Life

My life as it has been and as it continues to unfold is a story. One story made up of many stories. One complex, yet simple story. One sometimes messy, but so beautiful story. One story that I wonder if it might be interesting to be told.

This blog is my attempt to put part, or parts, of that story into words, pictures, or whatever form my mind can wrap itself around or create from within myself to express what it is like to be the one inside Cindy's Story. This is an exploration on my part and on yours in reading, and seeing, and maybe even hearing. It is not necessarily chronological. It might not always make sense, but it is my expression. It is me.

You are invited to see how my story unfolds.....

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Sometimes I Have To Be Sad

Sometimes I have to be sad
In the dark
In a ball on my bed crying

Sometimes my breath is all I am sensing
In my chest
In the moments between nothing

Sometimes the quiet becomes haunting
Yet whispers
To tell of my soul's wanting

Sometimes I think how sad follows loving
And I sigh
To know the deep down feeling

Sometimes when the reminders keep me hurting
I stop
I feel the loss and stop thinking

Sometimes a softness envelops my being
I relax
And for a moment I am dreaming

Sometimes a light breaks in shining
For a second
And reminds me that it is ok to keep living

Sometimes I find courage and start moving
I hesitate
Then take a step forward again toward hoping


Sometimes I have to be sad
In light of my love
To honor that which I will always be missing

Sometimes I have to be sad