Choosing Pain

I am grieving. After being gone for nearly a year and completing a residential treatment program, my son returned home in April.  Although nervous, I was hopeful that it was going to work.  I was joyful that my son had finally returned.  Since then, things seemed to be going well. Now, two months later, something has happened that makes it clear that he cannot stay.  My heart is broken. Continue reading “Choosing Pain”

Compassion’s Return

Compassion’s Return

A heart grown cold
Guarded from pain
Not seeing
Not hearing
The storm approaches
The wall is assaulted
And crumbles
Feelings return
Tears mix with the rain
Eyes look around
And see other’s hurt
A heart opens
And enters their pain
Listening, caring, sharing

June 20, 2015