I am woman

Shocked at how well I have handled the past week. I got up when I wanted to sleep in. I accomplished tasks I wanted to push off. I stayed motivated at work when I wanted to leave. I keep my sanity in the presence of an insane emotional beating. Why am I so proud? I started my period tonight. I rocked my pms! Take that hormones!!!!

Refreshing

I haven't posted in a while. Let's call that my recovery time. I am happy to report that beautiful things are happening inside me and I'm feeling more inspired everyday. This little poem was written tonight while I was reflecting on how thankful I am to have the sincere support of a trust worthy man, who I get to call "my boyfriend."My chest has always been open.And my heart, so easy to snag.Battered and bruised and broken.Fragile remains is all I had.You could have claimed it for yourself with those sweet words that were spoken.You chose, instead, to mend it expecting nothing in return.I don't keep my heart in my chest anymore, it's no place for my heart, I have learned.I found somewhere I trust that it is so thankful to call home. My heart, you see, it rests inside your very own.