I really don't know 'how to be' a mom. My son was born when I was 27,my daughter came three years later and motherhood was not something I gave a lot of thought,I just did it. For the first time I was needed and it was the best feeling in the world. I never felt so needed before.I never felt so important.I never felt I was doing something major with my life until I had my children. But being needed is also the worst feeling there is.
It became the worst feeling when my husband's cousin died of breastcancer at a young age. Her 2 boys were about the same age as my children and suddenly that panicky feeling that always lives at the back of my chest exploded. Because it hit me full on that I was needed,like she was needed and there was nothing she could do to stay alive and take care of her...
Do you love me
As much as I love you
I need to know the truth
Will you be here
On the days when I can't love myself
For me it's infinity above all else
Is this only temporary for you
The way her hair catches the light is beyond compare
Her smile is slightly crooked
Which embarrasses her
But her skin is so soft and her gentle hands will explore every part of you...
I often wake up somewhere around 3am in a panic. I have no idea where I am,or even who I am. This feeling lasts,I don't know for how long. It is like my brain is still asleep and...
Dear younger Anne,
It's not about who you want to be,it's about who you are
It's not about what you desire,it's about what you can be grateful for
It's not about closed doors,it's...
It is time for you to step away
From underneath my magnifying glass
I'm done scrutinizing your skin
For traces of our past
I know I've been stacking up
Empty memories on your head
Still battling the currents of words long forgotten by everyone but me
I can't surrender to the tides
They challenge me to fight
And so here I am standing on the shore trying to put a...
They are like stones in my pockets
Weighing me down
I wish they were like feathers
So they could float away
And leave me alone
I want to be free but no matter how many...
She tells herself she will finally beat it this time
It's the 4000th round and she still hasn't reached victory
It stops to matter
All she needs is another chance to prove she can do...
I wish you'd stop living your life like it became meaningless after the funeral
Just because you can't see me anymore doesn't mean I'm not here
I can see the relief in your eyes as you put your shovel back in the trunk of the car.
Did you think you'd be free when you buried me?
I believe in nothing
in happily ever after
in greatness being withing reach
in beauty and in truth
in a world that knows only peace
in friends who will always stand by you