ever forget or get over it.
Each of us is like
a ball of yarn
that gathers everything —
the joys and hurts,
praise and harsh words,
triumphs and sins,
losses and wins.
complicated, difficult
to understand.
You’ll discover that, often,
you’re considered an afterthought
by those you’ve cared for deeply
but you continue to love anyway
because the alternative is inconceivable.
A clear conscience
is life’s greatest fortune.
to understand yourself.
The smiles, they won’t always
come easily,
some days might
feel downright impossible
but when you decide
refuse to be a victim,
you’ll learn and grow
to realize life is precious
despite the cold void of darkness,
the only antidote
is patience and forgiveness.
is imperfect,
and so is the world,
especially the world,
that’s important
to remember.
the Earth keeps turning,
calendar keep changing
and you find a way
to hoist your bundle of
blessings and burdens
right there onto your back,
and you carry them.
You’ll get stronger
with every step.
there will be unfairness,
there is evil, yes,
but there is also
a wellspring of goodness,
even if only caught
in cursory glimpses,
there’s so much to be
curious about,
no shortage of things to feel
completely in awe of,
so much kindness,
so many small miracles.
Focus on that and
more of it will come your way.
through any lens
we choose to bring
to our consciousness.
It will not always
make the load feel lighter.
It will, some days,
allow you to shift the weight
just enough to make it bearable
and keep going.
So keep going.
All for now. Make this a wonderful day.
This makes me think of the ball of yarn that my mother in law keeps in one of her drawers. Our one and a half year old niece found it and next thing you know it is intertwined all over the furniture of the living room. Just all those connections and paths.
That's an interesting interpretation! Each connection can open a potential path. It's funny how children can be in a room of toys but sometimes it's the simplest of things that grab their attention.
It definitely is!
This, I have come to believe, is one of the foundational principles of happiness. If we are always wondering if we are loving too much, then we are missing the point of love. We don't love so that we get a return on it. It is a gift to love. There is no way to measure how we are loved, and the act of measuring dilutes the experience of love.
I love my husband, my kids, my brothers and sisters and so many people who are not here anymore. Am I not lucky to be able to love? I hope they love me, but what a wasted exercise to worry about whether they do to the same degree.
Your poem hits a lot of points that resonate.
To be strong, it is true one has to pass through all the phases of life. Because at the end strive definitely succeeds, just a bit of confidence and loads of patience required.
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loving those who treat us as afterthoughts is a painful but human truth