Vulnerable

Be careful to whom you give your heart; they don't have to be perfect, but they need to be consistent in how they apply themselves through the right efforts. I, of mind, body, and spirit am vulnerable. Once a woman who thought that happiness was brought about by others.

The truth is I had to become capable of being emotionally and physically wounded to know and understand what the word alignment means, I was vulnerable after divorce, and seventeen deaths in six years, a duration of time that I died a thousand deaths of heartbreak and sadness.

And how do you find yourself again? Find that part of yourself that can be whole again. I learn through small baby steps, finding my way through each hour, stumbling through each day. Remind myself that she needs a mother who is "there in the moment for her" as in my adopted thirteen-year-old daughter. I had to remember she went through this too.

God, what strength you must find to be strong for them, cause they count on you. Depend on you no matter how your own heart is tearing at the threads of existence, yet, you do.