She has her eye on the prize.
So do I.
But my prize is better than any baked good.
It's my reason for getting out of bed every morning.
It offers me the knot onto which I can grab hold of, when I feel I have reached the end of my rope.
It offers me support, encouragement, advice and unconditional love. Reminds me of the happiness I have been missing.
It's my shelter from the storm, wind beneath my wings, light at the end of the tunnel and every nauseating cliche that comes with the newness and beauty of what's happening to me.
I deserve every morsel of it.
And if you are really, REALLY nice to me, I might share it with you.
3 comments:
I'm glad something good is happening in your life. Kind of need reassurance that things do get better at some point...
The light at the end of the tunnel feeling is all that got me through my separation. I'm glad you can see it too.
Oh tell me what it is, because I can hardly get out of bed these days and I'm sitting here making Christmas presents for two kids who likely won't get them.
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