Protection

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You cover me with so much love.

You have helped me feel safe.

Making sure there is a balance so I can still feel independent and gain more self-confidence, in my own space.

Yet, however you can, you protect me.

You keep me covered and safe through all of the storms.

Wherever I go, I know you will be close.

Near or far, you are always there.

Thank you, you have become my safe space.

I didn’t know how much I needed you until I finally found you.

Now here we are, so far, yet closer than ever before.

-M.

Here

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I wanted to be here, this is where they told me to be.

They said I would do well here.

They told me this was where I was meant to be.

I waited and tried.

Gave it my all, even when I felt like each time was my last, again I tried.

I listened and followed, then I realized…

I cannot follow.

I must learn for myslef.

I must find a new place.

That was a big truth to swallow.

To be here, to understand…

To feel free, to be able to independently stand…

I finally get it.

I finally understand.

I am always exactly where I need to be.

Yes, here, but also, not where they told me I should be.

Here is within me.

Here is wherever I am, wherever I need to be.

-M.

Waiting

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Life seems tough, when all you feel like you are doing is pushing and waiting.

You don’t know where you are going, or how you will get there.

You are patient, though it isn’t always easy.

You are waiting, yet working so hard, trying to get to a place, somewhere you don’t even know if it exists in real life or just in your head.

It feels like all you can to is to keep on pushing and waiting, hoping, one day, something good will come from it all.

The day comes to an end and you are so tired.

You have put in the time.

You have put in so many hours.

There is a light at the end of this tunnel, and it is going to show you that all the waiting was worth it.

You will see.

There is so much beauty coming for you.

Keep on going.

Keep on pushing.

Continue to have patience.

Your time is coming.

Just like waiting for the sun to set, having patience and persistence always pays off.

There is beauty after all the waiting.

You will see.

There is more for you, here.

There is so much more for you to see.

-M.

Weathered

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Life has worn out your rough edges.

You’ve been tossed around, now you can’t help but be smooth and still.

You are softer than you once were.

What you are is beautiful.

You always have been.

Overtime, our true nature starts to show.

When life has taken us down to our core, all we can do is be who and what we are.

We are bent and molded into how we need to be for our life.

You lay there with support from all sides.

You have finally found a place to rest.

You deserve it.

Life looks good on you.

Weathered.

Natural.

Real.

Raw.

-M.

Trapped

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You have been crippled, blocked by your fears.

There seems to be no way out.

All you can see is more that keeps you trapped in fear.

There may be a tall cast iron gate, and a barbed wire fence, but look at what is beyond.

There is a life that you desire, a peace that you deserve, a place where you belong.

Behind these bars of fear is not safe, is what you say.

There is so much out there, beyond this gate.

Look at the sun.

It has to continue to push beyond…

Beyond the sky, beyond the sea,

Beyond the darkness and what it cannot see.

You must, too,

You must push through…

Beyond the fears that keep you trapped here.

Find your way around that gate, for there is always a path from behind the gate of fear.

-M.

Garden Talk

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Did you see those boys, today?

What boys?

The ones who came into town earlier, today. They weren’t from around here. I don’t know where they came from. Their clothes were different and they looked like they were confused about where they were. One of them kept looking at me. I was too shy to look at him in the eyes, more than once. He may have seen me blush, but I sure hope he didn’t notice. I looked away as quickly as I saw that he was looking at me, too.

Oh, I heard about some people coming to town. Do you know why they were here? How old did they look? What were they wearing? Oh, how I wish I cold have seen them, too.

Mother said they are supposed to be helping with the railroads. They looked really young, school age, not much older than us. Some looked younger. There were also older men with them, older than father. Their clothes were just different, like nothing I had ever seen before.

That is really hard work. They must have had to leave school to help support their families. Did you see how many there were?

There seemed to be, about, five boys, and a few more older men. I couldn’t imagine having to do that kind of work, or leaving the family, to go to a new town. It must be really hard to be away from their families. I wonder how long they will be here.

Maybe some of them will be searching for a wife soon.

Mother says we will have to get ready to find husbands, sooner or later. That is not something I am looking forward to.

Well, you before me, I hope. You are older, and I am too shy. I couldn’t even imagine holding hands with a boy, let alone kiss one. Lets not even talk about it. Oh my goodness.

You will be ready when the time comes. Mother and father still need us to help with our younger siblings. We will certainly be ready for children when we have our own. We have been helping with the children at the schoolhouse for as long as I can remember.

You know how much I love the children at the schoolhouse. It will be so different when its our children running around.

It will be very different. Maybe they will listen better when we ask them to help clean up.

You know that won’t be so. Look at how our siblings listen to us better than when mother or father try to call them inside.

You are right. Well, I believe its time to gather some vegetables for dinner and get back to help mother. We left her with all the children, without telling her where we were going.

I suppose she may be worried. Do you think you will talk to that boy, if you get the chance?

Oh goodness, I don’t know. Just thinking about it makes me blush.

You are as crimson red as these flowers, lets just get inside. Mother is probably wondering where we are.

Alright, no more talk of that boy, at least not around anyone else.

Okay, I promise.

-M