What am I doing.
This is what has been going through my mind these past couple of days. I want to be a writer. I want my words to matter. I’ve got these stories burning so brightly inside of me, but I keep them locked up tightly because they are my truths- truths that I am always afraid are too painful for others to know.
I’ve been dreaming about the beach lately, only the dreams are more like nightmares. The beach is like a lover whom I can never reach. My fingers brush against the sweetness of it’s image but it always pulls back just when I am about to touch it. It’s painful. Without the ocean I am without peace.
But really is this true?
I’ve been wondering these past couple of days if I am doing everything I can to be a good mother, a good partner, a good person. I feel like I am, doing all I can I mean.
But really is this true?
I tell myself I will follow my heart and follow my dreams and do what makes me feel filled to the brink with happiness and peace. I tell myself that no matter what has happened in the past, I still have time to make the future even better.
But there’s always that question nagging in the back of my mind-
But really, is this true?
IMHO, you just have to remove the question in the back of your mind. Problem solved. You ARE doing all that you can. That is something to believe in.
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Thanks, Ron. Removing the question is something I work on every single day. Maybe I just need to work a little bit harder. 🙂
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