Undone

There's a rush of current and crashing waves, white surf spray and circling tides. Sand is pulled from the shore, clawing for a return; once more removed, shifted, repositioned and replaced.

Walnuts

You opened up to me, and I let you in.
Words written with great meaning touched the corners of darkness.
You smashed through my seemingly impenetrable emotional wall like it was made out of paper, and you did it almost instantly.
A departure that now almost seems forgotten is forgiven by time.
Better, stronger, ready.
Vulnerability is no longer a threat.
See me, all of me
Ready, set, go

Waiting on You

Some things, don't turn out like they should
But every now and then things turn out for the best

The uncertainty of events, actions, emotions and choices
Lined up in a pattern of disaray

The confusion is now clear
Lessons learned, self, discovered

It took a while to uncover what was there
Pieces needed to fit, put together by mistakes, experience and understanding

Thank you for waiting, for believing
And for seeing it become external

A melody can be a memory

Streets

I've wanted to leave this place for a while now, but I don't think it's actually this place. Funny where life leads us, in directions that don't last forever. In directions that we know we should take a few steps back from. But what do you do when life keeps bringing you back to that same spot in which you backed away from? You turned and ran the first two times, but when you turned back around, ready to move forward the ending played out the same. There is no vear in the road, no cliche fork in the path, just one direction pointing straight ahead. You don't want to go there, know you shouldn't, but it has taken over. How many more times do you run back in the direction you just came from, thinking that somewhere along the way, something will change and you won't find yourself at that same familiar landmark in life. I know I can't change the past, it has already developed, unraveled, played its part in this unforgiving future, but I won't let it hold me back. I'm going to leave me for a while, instead of this place and I wish you would stay until I figure it out. Meet me there.

Hermana

How do you put into words how much someone means to you?
How they are appreciated
How they are adored
How they are selflessly there, always
How they are loved

How do I tell you you're the best someone anyone could ever have? How do I tell you that even though I tried so hard, not to be like you, there isn't anything in the world I would love, than to be more like you?
Educated in such a way that it always makes me shake my head with a smile and think, "She's the smartest person in the world.....and she's my sister"

She's the one who everyday balances her array of lives:
A mother,
A daughter
A student
A teacher
A friend
A leader
and among all of these time to be my sister.

You are the one whom I compare to nothing, as there isn't a way to calculate, measure or title your gift.
I love you for every role you play

How do you tell someone how much they have shaped you, taught you, loved you and been exactly what you've needed, every time?

You don't, they just know

A Matter of When

I thought it was the opening up that worried me.
I thought it would be the letting you in.
Making room for things that weren't mine.
Making space.
I thought it was letting the walls down and allowing vaulnerability.
Trusting.
I thought it was the commitment, or learning to love someone new.
It isn't.
It's losing it