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.
This poem came to me around 3am on the morning of 6-27-24, and was written for those of us who are experiencing our children growing up and being around a whole lot less.
I feel a little bit sad Every time I walk by And see your empty bed. It’s a reminder again and again- Just a little each time, You’re a little more adult, And a little less kid.
My mama heart breaks Just a little each time I see you paving your way. Living your own life, And on your own terms, A little less here, And a little more away.
But I also feel A lot of mama pride- Watching you thrive As the days fly by… And I see the woman You are growing into- A little less me And a lot more you.
It’s beautiful. YOU are beautiful, And I am forever grateful That I get to do This life with you. I thank God For every waking day I get- To spend a little more time Watching you blossom And bloom…
Even if my mama heart feels like It’s all happening- Just a little too soon.
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.
F it. FIGHT it. FINISH it. FIND a cure. FIND a way to THRIVE, despite it. And FORGET it, even if only for a moment.
FOCUS on HEALING and self-care. And know that it’s okay to FEEL like your diagnosis isn’t FAIR.
FEEL the big LOVE surrounding you, And all of the support rallying all around you.
FIND BEAUTY in the quiet moments. Remember what really matters and what doesn’t, and then let go of it!
Bid FAREWELL to all that does not support you healthily. And do what’s best for you- both physically and mentally.
FIND JOY in the small things. Keep FAITH and hope alive. Don’t sweat that, which you cannot control. Stop FIGHTING your tears. Allow them to FLOW, and then let it all go.
FIND and allow FORGIVENESS and grace, and practice both daily. Allow yourself time and space to meditate and pray, FAITHFULLY.
And FEEL your FEELINGS all the way through. But remember that cancer does not define you.
Give your anger a voice, and then kill it with kindness. And give your sadness a huge hug- Because sadness reminds us- that we’re only human, going through an extremely difficult human experience!
FIND your STRENGTH. FEEL your POWER. And dig deep for the courage to battle all the way to the FINISH LINE. And then FIND, rediscover and recreate the new you – and your new life… And I hope you choose to shine.
Stand tall alongside all of the other courageous warriors, cancer survivors, and thrivers- Who will continue loving and supporting you, FIGHTING with, and FOR you- and cheering you on for the rest of time, from the sideline.
And honor those who have sadly lost their battle by living your best life for the rest of your life.
You are more powerful than you know. And most importantly, YOU ARE NOT ALONE!
My belief is that God doesn’t Bring us to the fire- To watch us Go down in flames.
And He doesn’t Ship us out to sea To look on- As we’re swallowed By the giant waves.
And He doesn’t Send us into the eye Of any storm To punish us In such a way That we shall Never again- See the light of day.
My belief is that God brings us To the fire- To watch us grow Until that spark ignites. To look on As our potential Grows higher And higher, And to help us, To shine our new light.
And He ships us Out to sea So we can learn To navigate Uncharted waters, And gain new strength As we learn how to swim. And when we grow Tired and weary, He wants to remind us To go back to Seeking and Believing in Him.
And He sends us Into and through The eye of a storm To show us Our true character And what we’re made of. For us to prove To ourselves That we can be more Than we ever thought We could be- Despite the toughest Battles that fall At our feet.
He sees us- And knows our potential. He challenges us And believes in us Wholeheartedly- And in our ability To overcome Any obstacle We are faced with, In this life, All the way through- To the end.
And He looks on Lovingly As we rise up Again and again. Out of the fire- Out of the water- And on the other side Of every storm- As a better human With a bigger heart, More compassion, Understanding, And a lot less thorns.
I am not the person I used to be- And I have been slow To accept And fully embrace That this IS the story God has written for me.
My darkest moments- Have taught me to see A deeper meaning In the light, And this life. And when my battles Grew harder, I began to Better understand The power Behind my fight. Crying even harder- About all of the Most beautiful reasons- Behind my why.
I am not the person I used to be. I am still- A work in progress, And learning so much About the new me- Daily.
When you have been stripped Of physical attributes You once identified Yourself by, You get to the good stuff, And are humbled and reminded Of all that really matters- In this life.
I am not defined By the darkness Or the obstacles I overcome. But I must choose To rise again and again- To become- My knight in shining armor That slays the darkness By growing into- A better human.
I am not the person I used to be. But I am becoming The person I choose to be. I am millions Of sparkling lights That dance across The night sky- I am the morning sun Peeking over the horizon- Bursting with Magnificent colors At sunrise- Alive with hope. Dancing with joy. Giving gratitude- And fighting To keep shining My love and light From the purest Parts of myself Inside.
I am not the person I used to be. And I am finally ready To accept the new me- With open arms
If the world could see you The way that I do, They would love you and cherish you Just as I do.
They would treat you Without judgment, And see all the reasons why- You hold such a special place In my heart, And are the apple of my eye.
If the world took the time To get to know you, And the small joys That make you smile, They would go out of their way To drop by and play for a while.
If the world could sit down And listen to your heart, And why you feel All the ways you do. They would be less quick to judge, And more understanding And compassionate towards you And everything you do.
If the world could witness Your hidden talents, humor, Silliness, kind heart, Inquisitive mind, and creativity- They would honor you And support you- Without any hesitation. Positively!
But even IF The world could see you, Know you, and understand you In all the incredible ways like I do, There is NO WAY, on this earth, They could ever come close, To loving you just as much As I do!
I’ve grown To understand- There is great power In acceptance. By surrendering To your current reality, You free up Enormous space & energy. Stop fighting- A losing battle. Choose to rise up, And light- A brand new candle. Open your heart And your mind Toward new, Forward movement, And opportunities. This eye-opening Realization Will become- Your blossoming, Your purpose, Your new identity. It’s time to surrender, And finally let go- Of your anger, Bitterness, And sorrow. For holding on- Will only hold off Tomorrow. And fighting it Will only- Keep you stuck In your same old, Broken tracks. Pray for the courage To move on- In faith, and hope And for new possibilities. For the time has come- For you to take Your power back.
That moment when Your tired mind Can suddenly see- The world, And your current situation Through a completely Different lens.
That moment when- Your mind shifts, The clouds lift, And the sun comes out Welcoming you back home To your happiness- Right where you belong.
That moment when- The right words are spoken, And your world suddenly realigns, And begins To make some sort of sense – again. After having been in the dark For far too long.
That moment when- Gratitude sneaks back in, And kisses you Softly on the cheek. And you smile in return- From the inside, out- Remembering Just how sweet The littlest things in life Can be.
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.
Life is An ebb and flow- Of change And letting go. A rearranging- Of old routines And goodbyes From what You used to know. And this- You MUST do In order to welcome The new you. You must Brace yourself- To embrace Your changed life, To see it all In a new light- In preparation For this new chapter, And a changing Of the tides… And you might find- That you admire The stronger you More than- You could have Ever imagined. I know that’s A tough realization To try and fathom… And that’s not to say- There won’t be days Where you miss The old you, And what used to be- See… We are human, And we seek comfort In the familiar. We love to reminisce In the days when we- Remember… Happiness, bliss, And laughter. We wish We could hold onto The precious moments We’ve captured- With our loved ones And friends. But this BIG life change Isn’t the end. We must find the courage To reinvent ourselves And our lives, And be willing to let go Of old familiarities- For growth happens When we refuse To give up so easily. We must strive To find and feel Adventure And excitement- In this newness. Taking in And feeling grateful for- Each moment And everything We’ve been blessed with. Change is so- HARD. Incredibly hard! Believe me, I get this. But if you can Learn to begin again… Your end Can blossom- Into something beautiful, Magical and meaningful. The end Of one chapter- Might just be The beginning Of a different kind of Happily ever after… Just keep going!
I cried for you- I held you close. I felt your spirit tremble. I was sorry for everything You were up against- But I also knew It wasn’t anything You couldn’t handle…
Breast Cancer came And stripped me Of my identity.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t struggling- Mentally.
I am still reeling From all I went through Physically…
And still healing From the cancer aftermath Intricacies. It’s tricky.
There’s just so much I feel like I have lost from this…
And yet, in the same breath, I’m incredibly grateful To everyone who was there And got me through it…
But I’m grieving Everything I used to be- Half of my self-image Was ripped from me.
My beautiful hair Came out in clumps. My eyelashes disappeared. And the most feminine parts Of me were stripped away. It’s hard to feel like yourself again when Everything has changed.
My hair is growing back in, Ever so slowly, But strangely. When I look In the mirror now, I hardly recognize the person Standing in front of me.
I look deeply into the eyes Staring back at me- The same eyes I have looked into, And out from My entire life…
And I see so much sadness In that little girl, My inner child, Hidden away Behind those walls Deep down inside of me.
I want her to know That I’m so proud Of everything She’s overcome. I want her to know- She’s beautiful No matter what This life has done.
And even if She no longer Sees it within herself, She has way too much Life left to live To put herself Up on that shelf.
I want her to keep fighting And growing- Through her own inner turmoil- I want her to know that Some of life’s most beautiful Things sprout up from A single seed and lots of soil.
I want her to stop building A fortress to keep the world out- Instead, I want her to feel and pour Her beautiful broken heart out.
I want her spirit to soften Instead of growing bitter. I want her to feel loved In spite of her scars and her flaws- For they will only make her better.
I want her to feel powerful In spite of her weakest moments. And I want her to Spread her wings and fly again… And release All the pain she tends To hide the closest.
I want her to see and feel The magic of this world again. And I want her to know That this battle Isn’t where her precious life ends… It’s where her beautful New chapter begins…
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.
A soft, gentle breeze Rustles the crackling leaves From the surrounding trees. They sway back and forth Gliding across the blue sky, Dancing ever so lightly- On the wings Of the cooler Autumn air- Making their journey Back down to earth. This is a season Of transformation. A time of letting go, And for some – A time of rebirth. The closing of a window, Another chapter. The shadows of summer Fading- Faster and faster. Warmer days Drifting away, And cooler temperatures Greeting us at sunrise, The brisk autumn air Beginning to freeze Under the twinkling night sky. The time of shorter days, And longer nights. Warmth from The afternoon sun Occasionally beckons Us all – back outside And we bask In bliss and gratitude- Delighted by the Colors, and beauty in The changing season. Fall has arrived, And winter isn’t far behind. A time for deeper reflection, Looking within, Slowing down, Cozying up, And leaning in- To change. I am thankful For every fleeting moment And memory made. My family And our time here Together Is everything!
I’m searching High and low- For the rainbow In my new normal. Crying, praying, Pondering, And wavering Between hope And hopeless. Between faith And why this? Feeling all the weight, and strain, And bulk of this- New world I’m staring into. A long road ahead Of healing, And reeling, And struggling To stand tall, And strong again. I feel like I’m fighting Against the wind. But I always fight To win. I’m weakened, And I’ve been Hit hard By chemo treatment. My daily struggles Are no secret. My dignity Has taken a big hit. And I’m right in The thick of it. Hair loss, weight gain, Stiff, painful muscles, Twitching, sensitive eyes, And Menopause – Overnight. Tissue expanders, And fluid retention. I’m down at the bottom Begging for redemption. Breast Cancer Is a disease and a terrible life infection A life changing direction, With deepened introspection Of who and what I am at my core Because everything That once was- Is nothing like It was – before. I must do Everything Within my power To find the rainbow After this storm. I must set my ego aside And find the light In my new life- My new norm. For there is beauty To be found In every life cycle And in every living form.
Breast Cancer I am 1 in 8. Blinded by the diagnosis, and still coming to terms with accepting this as my fate.
I could ask, “Why me?”, and go to a sad, dark place quite easily. But that is a question- that will never be answered. And staying there would rob me of my power- Indefinitely.
Instead- I choose positivity. I choose hope. I choose faith. I choose humor. I choose to find the things that make me feel happy, rather than focus only on all the difficulty. I choose gratitude. And I choose my attitude. Daily. And intentionally.
Breast Cancer treatment- is a BIG mountain to climb. A giant obstacle- directly in front of me. And I am facing it head on, and riding the waves of change, and the side effects of every treatment with as much grace as I can, to the best of my ability. Overcoming this- And sharing my story and my journey along the way- is part of my life destiny. And I believe that wholeheartedly.
Breast Cancer- Why me? I will never know the reason. And I will never ask. This is my life test, and I’ve been called to task. I am 1 in 8. And I will overcome. I will do my best to keep my chin up through this adversity, and my battle WILL be won.
Breast Cancer affects so many. It’s shocking when you’re in the thick of it. Giant hugs and honor to all who have been impacted – by this enormity. I stand among the countless women who have been down this road before me. And I look forward to standing with them at the finish line, as a survivor with a story.
This was written the day my chemo port was placed, and the night before my very first chemo treatment. I was terrified of all of the unknowns. I leaned into God at every scary turn and it was everything I needed and more – to get me through it. May this poem find those who need it and offer up all of the same to you in your time of need or for someone you love! Love, light and giant hugs to all going through their own life battles right now. May we become beacons of light in the eye of the storm we’re in, to give hope to all those who follow a similar life journey! 💗💗💗
Laughter is the best medicine – so don’t forget to laugh as often as possible to get those endorphins coming your way. Stay strong!
God’s grace- is a glorious place. A prayerful, and meditative state- filled with peace, unconditional love, and safe keeping. Releasing, And unleashing me from all that burdens my weary, and tethered mind- to fearful, and unkind thoughts- that slowly rise up to the tip top. Becoming louder And more prominent, and dominant than my faith. I pause in reflection- And feel God beckon me back- to trust in Him completely. To not fear this road I see in front of me. But to believe in Him, And to seek the beauty, amongst the rubble He has lovingly bestowed upon me. I must always retrace my steps- back to the quiet, prayerful space- when I feel lost- And He will come to greet me, and I must lean in with everything I am- to learn every lesson He is teaching me. I feel renewed by the power of faith He has restored within me. He refuses to give up on me. God’s grace is everything. Even through all of these life trials, and tribulations- I am humbled and blessed by the outpouring of God’s greatest kindnesses, and I am wholeheartedly, and profoundly gracious. I will do my very best to remain steadfast, and courageous- in the face of- my greatest challenges. God’s grace- Is the most glorious, and peaceful place. Where my tears of gratitude stream freely. Where my heart is overcome by His eternal, and everlasting love for me. God’s grace never ceases- to amaze me. His amazing grace always finds me in the dark, and reaches out with his undying love- to once again save me…
Today- I took a walk with God. I talked to God. I cried with God. I asked why, and what for and how come? with God. I pleaded with God. I prayed to God, and then I waited in silence – for God to answer me.
I waited patiently, and quietly. I breathed in deeply, and exhaled forcefully. The tears, and life’s let-downs poured right out of me. Some days are downright hard- mentally. They’re messy, and they catch me- off guard, and unprepared. But these days are there- to remind me again… that timing isn’t up to me. as to when- or how this life works out for me. So I breathe in deeply- Again. And I turn my faith right back to Him. This is God’s Plan. God’s got me. And I’m down on my knees waiting patiently. Faithfully. I’m praying silently. Believing, and trusting blindly… in His timing. In His glory. In this life story- that He’s lovingly laid out for me… This is my journey and there’s peace in knowing that ultimately- God’s got me… In ALL things. along every step of the way. Every minute of every day, God’s got me, and He loves me. This is God’s plan and He has answered me this.. I must put my full faith Into Jesus- Nothing less. Because- He knows best… Always.
Beautiful scars on both sides of my heart. Proof that I will do anything, and everything- to stay right where you are.
My family and friends are my world. These life moments are like gold. Removing my breast cancer is my act of intention towards my will for growing old.
A major life-changing, life-saving decision. A skin-sparing, double mastectomy. Letting go of all that is no longer best for me.
I haven’t lost anything! I’ve gained my life, and more minutes. I’m well on my way- to a cancer-free me. I am blessed. I am humble, and I am in this to win it.
Beautiful scars- on both sides of my heart, tell a bigger life story of survival, revival, God’s amazing grace, and His everlasting glory.