follow your heart

I know
Everyone won’t like
My poetry,
What I paint,
The art I create,
Or what I have to say.

I know what I do
Isn’t everyone’s
Cup of tea.
And that doesn’t
Offend me.
If it’s not for you,
That’s totally
Okay.

I am also well aware
That I am not the best
At any one thing I do.
But I do MY best
Doing what I love,
And I feel immense
Gratitude
When I get to share
My passions
With each one of you.

Writing poetry
And creating art
Feel like
Breathing air for me.
Both – are necessary.
Both – I feel deeply.

Making art is
Chasing joy,
Imagination,
Color.
Magic,
And beauty.
It’s paint-
Celebrating,
And dancing,
It’s energy.
It’s transforming,
And healing.

Writing poetry
Is the art of sorting
And processing life.
Like solving
A jigsaw puzzle
Of emotions-
With rhythm
And sound
And your own
Heartbeat
In an open diary.
Whether it’s
Reflective,
Nostalgic,
Complex,
Painful,
Confusing,
And messy.
It’s a beautiful
Art of raw
Vulnerability
And humanity.

What fulfills me most
Is human connection.
And doing my best
To be a beacon
Of light-
And inspiration
To others.
Because those
Who inspire me,
Make this life
Feel more freeing,,
With more purpose
And meaning-
And there are many!

I want to
Remind you-
That you don’t
Have to be
THE very best-
In order to be
A bright light
For those around you.
Be brave enough
To chase your dreams
And help make
This world
More vibrant just
By offering
YOUR best
At whatever it is
You feel called to do.
Following your heart
Doesn’t have to be
Perfect.
It just needs you
To keep showing up,
And keep following through-
And I really hope you do.

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 4.12.26

Where the Magic Lives

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

As kids growing up-
Every experience
Feels like magic
Because everything
Is still fairly new-
Including you.

Watching spring
Bring nature
back to life.
Jumping in rain puddles.
The flowers and trees
Beginning to bloom.
Picking the
Prettiest ones
For mom.
Spring.
Running around
Barefoot
On the grass.
Playing tag,
Hide and seek,
And having
Water fights.
Camping.
Sitting around
The fire telling stories,
and making s’mores.
Swimming,
And splashing
In the water,
At the pool
Or a lake.
At a river or the ocean.
Skipping stones.
Fun in the sun.
Summer.
Popsicles,
Ice cream treats.
Birthday parties
And cupcakes.
Going to the movies.
The drive-in theater.
The zoo.
Nap time.
Riding bikes.
Going to the park
Catching bugs
And toads.
Watching the butterflies,
And dragonflies.
Mesmerized.
Sunrises and sunsets.
The moon and stars,
And constellations.
Laying on the ground
And staring up
At the clouds.
And daydreaming.
The county fair-
Cotton candy
And funnel cake.
Kicking up dirt,
Standing in long lines,
Riding rides,
And winning prizes.
Then comes-
A chill in the air.
Leaves begin
Changing colors.
Pumpkin patches.
Hayrides.
Corn mazes.
Candy apples.
Warm apple cider.
Then comes
The first snow.
And snow days.
Making snowmen,
Snow angels,
And snow forts.
Followed by
Hot chocolate
To warm up with
When you’re done-
The good-
Old fashioned fun.

The magic
Of being a kid-
Is never truly lost.
It’s only forgotten.
It’s easy to take
The little things
For granted-
Because you’ve
Already been there.
Done that.
You grew up,
And moved on.
Maybe your life
Feels too hectic
To take the time
To revisit
And relive
The simple magic
That still exists
In this world.
You’re never too
Old to get back
To celebrating
Life’s simplest,
And littlest joys-
That can revive
Your spirit
On the hard days,
And during the hard times.
Those little joys
Used to be
Your everything.

My wish for you-

If you were lucky enough
To wake up today-
Find some time
To go out
And chase your joy.
Big or small.
It’s not gone.
I promise.
And you’re never
Too old
To go out
And relive
The Happiness
That can be found
In life’s littlest,
BIG things!
That’s where the magic lives!

-Tanielle Childers©️ 4.4.26

Be Fearless…

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

Jumping all in-
In the face of fear.
Finding the courage
To make friends with it
Instead of retreating-
And fleeing.
Having faith without seeing.
The excitement of what could be-
Is undoubtably liberating.
Even freeing.
But-
Fear of the unknown
Can, in moments,
Be paralyzing,
Unsettling,
And panic-inducing-
Letting go of control
And trusting in God
And in yourself
To figure it all out-
Can feel overwhelming
And at times-
All-consuming.

Let go. Let God.
Be intentional.
Be faithful.
Feed the thoughts
That feeds your future.
And leave your fears to God.
One step at a time.
One deep breath
At a time.
Focus on making
The next right decision.
Keep following
Your beautiful heart.
For this is your moment.
You have finally begun
Your long-awaited
Dream, mission,
And the life you have envisioned.

Tanielle Childers ©️ 3.9.26

Early Morning Light

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

Nestled in
And snuggled up
Basking in the peace,
Blanketed within the glow
Of the beautiful silence
Just before dawn…

The early morning light
Begins to rise…
Ever so slowly
Like a single flame
Flickering gently-
Growing and spreading
Into an explosion of light and color
Across the entire eastern skyline-
God’s painting in real time-
In the most profound
And heartwarming way-
Like a giant good morning hug
Sent from the heavens
Wrapped in sunshine
And covered in love.

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 12.29.25

My Two Cents…

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

I woke up yesterday from a night of bad dreams, and the moment I opened my eyes, these words started pouring out of me and I knew I had to get them down in order to be able to let this go … for whatever it’s worth, these are my two cents…

The tough times
Aren’t meant
To break us.
They’re meant to
Shape and sculpt us
Into who we are
Becoming –
The next level
Of growth
In who we are
Meant to be.

The tears
We shed
Are meant to
Humble us,
And ground us.
A reminder for us
Of the kindness
And compassion
This world,
And people
Surrounding us-
Need.

We’re all fighting
Battles
Or health issues
Behind
Closed doors
Most people
Never see.

These days,
I would argue,
Most of us
Are often
Disconnected,,
Over-stimulated,
Rarely present,
And too busy
To process and
Heal from
All the things
That continue
To make our
Mind, body,
And spirit
Bleed…
Including me.

The overwhelm.
Our constant
Hustle and bustle-
Always moving.
This world
Is always in a hurry.
We’re so busy
Speeding through
Our days
From A to B
To C to D to E.
Just to get by.
Just to provide-
For our families.
And then-
Many of us
Are struggling to sleep,
And the hours of rest
We actually get-
Never feel like
Enough-
At least for me.

The mindless scrolling,
Binge-watching,
Numbing, vanity-driven
Distractions
Are carrying us all
Further and further away
From the true meaning
Of this life
And living-
Daily.
This frightening pattern
Is slowly killing
The very fabric
That connects us.
The deeper connection,
And sense of community
Is meant to support
And protect us.
As people-
We are more divided,
And more conflicted
Than ever before-
Slamming each other
Online in comments
Behind screens
And closed doors
Over disagreements…
Disagreements-
Over the muddied,
Skewed and
Extremely divided
Waters of corrupt
Media outlets and politics.
This division
Doesn’t suit us.
It’s gutting us.
Turning us
Against one another.
The hate
Certainly won’t fix this.
And I’ll be honest
When I say,
I don’t know
What the answer is-
But I do believe this-

We all need
To pause,
To reconnect
With ourselves,
To God,
The universe,
And our hearts.
We need more time
Out in nature.
More peace,
And quiet,
More time to
Think and breathe-
To reflect, meditate
And pray.
To sit and listen
To the silence.
Allowing ourselves
To reset
And to just be…
To be at ease-
To listen to the breeze,
Watching the birds
Flutter, soar,
And dance
Across the sky,
So effortlessly.
It’s live poetry-
In motion…
To just sit still
And watch the clouds
Form and fade,
Build up, roll in,
And release
Snow or rain,
Or allow
Warm sunshine
To shine through
The cracks
And down
Upon our face.
The raw beauty,
Of this world
And the wildlife buzzing
All around us
Is a gift to behold.
The awe-inspiring
Magic of our earth.
The power, the fragility,
And true honor
Of what it means
To breathe,
To be alive,
To be alongside
Our loved ones,
To be present,
And to feel heard.

We all want the same.
We all want better-
For ourselves,
For our children,
And grandchildren.
For our country,
And for each other.
Let’s all do better-
And be better-
For the higher good.

-Tanielle Childers 12.02.25

Grateful!

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

The pure magic
And beauty of this life
And this world
Is so profound
And powerful,
And suddenly
Becomes exponentially
More meaningful
When a test or tests
Call your current health
Into question.

The sky, the clouds,
The colors of the sunrise
And sunset-
The trees, the birds
And majestic Colorado
Snow-capped mountain tops.
The open fields
And still waters.
If we just pause
For a moment
And ponder…
Just how lucky are we
To be surrounded
By such magnificent beauty.
I’m continually in awe
Of nature’s tranquility.
In times like this-
The sheer beauty
Just hits me-
Differently.

Waking up each morning
And getting to rise
With the ones
That you love.
Getting to see them,
And tell them good morning,
And being able to
Show them your love.
And oh-
The pure magic
In their heartfelt,
And comforting hugs.
What a gift.
What magic to behold.
These simple treasures
Make us far richer
Than any amount
Of gold.

I am over the moon
Grateful
For this life,
For our family,
And all of our friends.
For our laughter,
And every moment-
Together.
For our memories,
Adventures,
And light-hearted
Shenanigans.
For the gift
Of this new day.
For getting to
Rise again-
For this moment
Right now,
For the air I breathe,
And for the strength
Of my body
Still carrying me-
Forward.
And onward.
I am grateful!

SO Grateful!

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 11.25.25

Dragonfly Eyes

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

To our beautiful son, Dason,
Who wasn’t meant
To stay here on earth…
I will never forget you
Or the day of your birth.

I honored your life
By delivering you
As if you were
To be born alive.
It was the only way
I knew how to show you-
Just how much love
We held for you inside.

In times of great sorrow,
You never cease to
Surprise and amaze me-
By showing up
In the most beautiful
And unexpected ways.

Today-
I walked outside
After a few days of
Feeling somber
And sad inside.

And the most
Vibrant dragonfly
Was laid to rest
Right at my feet
As if it had been
Perfectly placed
And was waiting there
Just for me.

My tears were instant.
A giant lump in my throat,
My heart skipped a beat.
I knew in that moment
It was you.
A giant hug from above
A gift of grace
And all the love
And comfort I
So desperately longed for.

I see you
And feel your spirit
Through your
Heaven-sent signs
And dragonfly eyes.
I am endlessly grateful
For you
And I love you
With all my heart
And bigger than
The whole sky.

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 9.7.25

Some Battles

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

Some battles
Just aren’t worth
All the tears that come.

Some might say
That all these patterns
Are too much
For the eye to see…
And I did-
Because that was me.

Until I realized
What the magnitude
Of my words to her
Might convey…

That she is
Too much,
Too bold,
And too different
For this world to see…
And to please tone it down
For all others,
And for the pride
Of the mother in me.

And that reflection
Stopped me cold
In my tracks
And broke my heart for her.
These patterns,
All of these
Beautiful flowers,
And this outfit
All of her own choosing
Are NOT too much
For this world
And me to see.

Rather-
They are
A breath of fresh air.
A palette of innocence,
And pure and simple
Happiness.
This outfit
Now makes my heart
Smile with joy-
For she is a force
To be reckoned with.
She is a beacon of light,
Kindness, love,
And quick wit.
She is smart, bold, fierce,
Creative, and beautiful,
And dances to the beat
Of her own drum…
And I will no longer
Tell her that her outfits
Are too much
For this world
Or for me-
Because her imagination,
And her bright shining spirit
Is everything
This world and I both need.

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 5.9.25

Release

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

Last night I stepped outside my norm and this is what came forward … along with a poem that came directly after. This is for any and all who need to hear the same.

“RELEASE”

Release the need
For perfectionism.
Let go of that
Which cannot exist.

Instead-
Color outside the lines
With bold enthusiasm
And lead with your love,
Fire and grit.

Drop the comparisons.
You are not them,
And they are not you.
Your journey is not theirs-
Only yours is for you.

Live your life out loud
With intention,
And just be you.
Reinvented you.
Passionate you.
Healing you.
Unapologetically you.
And be unafraid
To let the world see
The unmasked version
Of you.

For you are beautiful.
Just as you are-
With every story,
Every scar,
Every facet,
Every celebrated
Imperfection.
You are a force
To be reckoned with.

Your truth
Is your connection.
It’s the red thread
That unites us all
Behind unspoken words.
Speak up with courage.
Your voice is your power
And your story-
Beckons to be heard.

Chase your joys.
Follow your heart
And be led by the things
That ignite your light
So deeply within.

For that IS
Your purpose
And a sign that
The stars have aligned.
That you are on your path-
And your soul is ready
To dive in.

So release…
And just begin.

-Tanielle Childers©️ 3.9.25

Teotihuacan – A Leap of Faith

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

I took a giant leap of faith, and followed my heart instead of listening to my fears. I went on a journey of art and healing with an amazing group of women that I’m now proud to call my friends. I stand in awe of our experiences together.

This is a poem I wrote after I bought my plane tickets. You should also know it took me 3 times of getting all the way to end where you confirm – before I actually did. The fear was loud, but my faith was louder. This was one of the most empowering experiences I’ve ever had. I’m forever grateful.

“Teotihuacan Feb. 2025 – Leap of Faith”

I just took
A GIANT leap of faith.
Scary!
Terrifying actually!
My heart is racing…
And the logical
Part of my brain
Is bracing itself…
And wondering why
I just jumped
Without a net
To catch my fall-
And yet
Something
Deeper within
My spirit
Told me
To just answer
The call.
Told me I must!
Told me to trust!
Asked me to believe.
Have blind faith in that
Which you cannot
Foresee!
And my higher self
Is applauding me,
And celebrating
My bravery-
And rejoicing in
The open-minded
Parts of me
Willing to
Finally let go.
Let go
Of every self doubt,
Every roadblock,
And excuse
That has been
This barrier
Enslaving me,
And belittling me
Since I was 19.
Because
My higher self
Sees the real me.
Believes in me.
Sees my
Unique qualities,
My strengths,
And every possibility
Deep down
Inside of me.
Maybe-
The lioness
Within me is
Awakening…
And jumping
Was just
The beginning
Of my trajectory-
To inner glory.
And the beginning-
Of my NEW life story.

I’m terrified.
But my soul
Is on fire
With a light
Brighter
Than anything
I have ever felt
Before.
Something
Has been ignited
Deep within
My spirit,
At my core
And I am ready
And eager
For ALL that’s
In store…

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 11/24

This experience exceeded my expectations. I went in with an open heart and I came away with so much more.

There is so much power and healing through art, writing and meditation. I am determined, now more than ever, to somehow help others do the same! 🩵

Leah has another trip in July if you are interested.

TODAY IS A GIFT

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

Today is a gift
In this very moment
As you sit here now,
Breathing, seeing,
Feeling and being.
This- is living.
This- is the present.

Life is a treasure
To behold,
And to cherish.
No day is perfect
But every single one,
Holds something within-
A blessing or blessings
To relish.

Let perfection go-
And allow
Your life
To unfold
In the most
Beautiful ways-
As you follow
Your heart,
And listen
To that little
Voice inside-
Nudging,
And guiding you.
This- is your intuition
And your guides
Lighting the path,
And realigning you.

Allow your light
To shine
For all those
Around you
To see and to feel.
This- is the center
Of your spirit.
This- is love.
The truest
And purest,
Most beautiful part of you.

Today is a gift.
Celebrate it.
Gratitude is
Knocking
On your door-
Answer it.
Life is a mirror
Of what you choose
To project.
So, protect it.
Choose your
Words and your
Thoughts wisely.
And if something
Within this day
Doesn’t go your way-
Let it.
Change your lens,
Find your peace,
And accept it.
Happiness is a choice.
Remember that.
New opportunities
Are unfolding
Before you-
Open your heart
And be willing to listen.
Have faith
And trust in it.

Today is a gift.
Go live it!

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 12.22.24

Breast Cancer – Grief

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

It’s been a rough stretch-
Mentally.
I draw in a deep breath-
As I feel the clouds
Begin to lift.
This darkness-
Has felt so heavy.
This grieving-
Of who I was before-
Cancer.
And struggling
To accept myself
Unconditionally,
As I am now-
After.
So much was lost,
And I was happy
With who I was.
And I don’t yet see
Anything
That has been gained-
Out of who I have become.
If I’m being honest,
Breast cancer
Has made me feel
Less like a woman,
Weaker as a person,
And so much more
Sadness as a human.
I would not wish this
On anyone.
I have been
Profoundly humbled
By my life journey.
I understand
The fragility of life,
And the importance
Of moments spent
Both happy
And hurting.
I struggle to understand
The purpose behind
All that has been taken-
And I would be lying
If I said
There weren’t moments
Where I have felt
Like I have been
Forsaken.
But I will forge ahead
For my family-
And do my best
To hold my head high.
And I will do so
With as much strength
And hope
As I can find-
Cancer has taken
So much from me-
But I will never
Give it the power
To define-
The rest of my lifetime.

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 9.5.24

Hope

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

It is up to each one of us
To somehow
Keep our hope alive.
And we will find it
In those places
Where our heart
Feels overwhelming joy
To thrive.

I find my hope
In a morning run
And in the vibrant colors
Of the rising Sun.
In the clouds
And God’s sun rays
Shining down
From up above.
I feel hope
When I give gratitude
For the blessings
I’ve been given.
I find Hope
In the beauty
Of life’s little things.
And In learning
A new life lesson.
Hope is there
For the offering
In those beautiful spaces
That make your heart sing.
May you find and feel
Hope today
In whatever
Your day may bring.

24 Years & Counting

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

You’ve loved me at my best-
You’ve loved me at my worst-
You’ve loved me equally,
And unconditionally,
You’ve loved me through
Every trial and every hurt.
You have a way of grounding me
And calming my crazy nerves-
You have a way of speaking
Directly to my heart-
And my spirit belongs with yours.

-Tanielle Childers 8/24

Life’s Littlest Joys

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

May life’s littlest joys
Make you smile in the moment-
May you find time today
To pause and take in
The beauty all around you.
May you feel peace and gratitude
For simply being present.
And for every blessing
That comforts, calms,
And re-grounds you.

Dear Summa

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

It’s crazy how fast
The past
Can come flooding
Right back…
All the memories
Of yesteryears
And always wishing
You could still be here.
I remember your smile
And all the ways
You made me laugh-
All the years
Remind me of how long
You’ve been gone
But my heart still
Doesn’t know the math.

Just Breathe in the Present

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

Little lights flickering-
Like fireflies
In the distance.
The sun-
Slowly tucking the end
Of this wondrous day- in.

I draw in a deep breath-
And then release it,
I close my eyes-
To pause and reflect.
And to rest-
Just beneath it.

There’s a powerful
Energy that breathes
Within the flowers, trees
And natural grasses-

They weave color and life
Across the earth’s landscape-
With such joyous delight-
For the masses.

Dancing and swaying
In the breeze-
With beauty and grace,
And shaking leaves-
In untethered,
And unfurled excitement.

Drinking in
The warmth of the
Glorious sun,
And newly fallen rain-
Relaxed and calm, and still.
And basking in the glory
Of pure enlightenment.

The serenading sunrises
And sunsets
Where sweeping pastels
Paint the sky-
Alive.

Dandelions
Making wishes
And planting
Seeds of hope
For brighter tomorrows-
A thousand times-

Gliding high-
With the wind…
In an effort to
Spread their magic
And a legacy-
Forever to be
Remembered by.

Twinkling lights-
And the subtle moon glow-
Our calming,
Heavenly night light-
Blanketing the earth-
With its falling stars,
And the sweetest dreams-
Trickling down to all-
Who still believe…
In the magic.

Speak Your Truth

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

I am-
A soft-hearted,
Strong-spirited woman-
Who has been through
Some extremely
Difficult times-
And feel grateful
To have survived it.

I prayed for
The courage
And strength
To be vulnerable,
Open and vocal-
Through poetry
About my life battles
Instead of
Hiding behind
A stoic face-
In silence.

My purpose
Has never been
For pity.
But, rather
To empower-
And be a voice
For all those
Who suffer
Behind closed doors-
Around me.

You-
Are not alone,
And your struggles
Are not a weakness.
And seeking help
That you need
To work through it-
Doesn’t mean
That – You aren’t
Strong enough-
To beat this.

Therapy
Can teach us-
A new perspective,
Better coping skills,
And give us new tools
To work through
Our personal traumas-
And inner unrest.

It should be
Looked at the same
As going to the doctor
When you are
Sick and require
Extra medicine
Or support-
In order to heal
And feel your best.

Our life stories
Can both connect
And unite us-
Bring us together
To help one another
Through-
Rather than separate
And divide us.

Human connection
Is a reflection
Of our own life journey-
Where we’re at,
How we relate,
And what we each have-
To offer.
Speak quietly
Or speak loudly
But speak your truth
Proudly-
And watch
The world around you
Grow softer.

You Can Overcome Anything

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

Dedicated to my kids … because life is never easy – and not without change. And because I want to make sure I pour my heart out in its entirety while I’m still here….And I want my words to continue speaking to their hearts long after I’m gone. 💛

“You CAN Overcome Anything”

The truth is
You CAN handle
Whatever comes your way-
No matter how big
Or how hard-
The life change.
You don’t handle
Everything all at once-
Or all in one day.
You handle it
In baby steps,
And long, deep breaths.
You handle it-
Moment by moment.
Just make the next
Right decision-
And do your best.
Sometimes-
You handle it-
With tears and talks
And late night texts.
You handle it-
With lots of hugs,
And I love yous.
You handle it-
With naps and walks,
Movies, ice cream,
Self-care, laughing,
Praying and gratitude.
You handle it-
With those
Who have your back-
At every turn.
Just keep going…
Lean into the change-
And always-
Learn.
You handle it-
Little bit by little bit.
And as you begin
To adjust to the changes-
You can gradually
Let go of the heaviness-
Or the overbearing weight of it.
And even if you never
Fully get over it-
You CAN get through it.
You ARE strong enough.
You ARE capable.
And I believe-
With all of my heart-
That you CAN do it.
I love you-
With everything
That I am-
And for as long
As I am able to…
I promise
To hold your heart-
And love you
Through it-
No matter what.
You are capable
And strong enough-
To get through-
And overcome
The hard stuff.

Love always and forever,

Mom

The Cancer Aftermath

Poetry by Tanielle Childers

Breast Cancer
Kicked me down-
From diagnosis
To doctors appointments,
To consultations-
And further testing.
From big surgeries
To healing and resting-
And then, just when
I was feeling strong again,
It kicked me back down-
And I laid lifeless
After my very last
Chemo round…
And when I thought
The worst was over,
It blindsided me,
And knocked me further-
Down to the ground…
And God brought me
To my knees.
Reaching for me.
Holding me,
And humbly
Reminding me
Of all the healing
I have left to do.
The emotions
That have pooled-
Of all that has happened.
I must now-
Begin to work thru.
My cancer days are
Behind me-
But in front of me
Lies a heavy blanket of grief-
The cancer aftermath-
The emotional rollercoaster.
The forever hangover,
And the reminders
That there are no do-overs.
The loss of what I once was-
Before cancer took
Those parts of me.
And the new reality
Of what now is…
The new ‘survivor’ me.
The traumas,
And inside wounds
I must now tend to.
My broken heart-
Just doesn’t hold
The same magic it used to.
My recovery is far from over.
There’s no end game.
No end date.
But the cancer is gone,
And life should be great.
Except that it’s not.
And that makes me
Feel guilty-
More times than not.
The future feels
Haunting,
Overwhelming,
And daunting.
It feels defeating,
Sorrowful,
And sad.
I feel angry,
And in moments-
Stark raving mad.
It’s hard to wrap
My head around-
The magnitude
Of all I’ve been through.
And no one around me
Understands the depth
Of anything I’m feeling
Or going through.
I’m just back to living
As if everything
I just went through
Wasn’t anything.
Except that it was…
And the sadness,
And mood swings,
And feelings
Are horribly isolating,
And deeply
Heartbreaking.
But I’m still here
Doing my best.
Reminding myself daily
That I’m blessed.
Because I am.
But underneath it all-
I’m still struggling.
More than I care to admit.
My life has forever changed
And I’m not convinced
That I’m better for it
Yet.