From Me to Me, and you… Poems (A series) Intro

Welcome.

Welcome to another heart-wrenching catharsis by your neighborhood motherless child.

First, an introduction…

Oh relationships and all that they bring…

The joy, shock, grief… and the grief.

I’d say I’m a pretty smart girl when it comes to most things….

But the heart is dumb. At least mine is…. I don’t know about yours..

I saw a post today that read:

“Sometimes we desire so deeply to be wanted that we forget the importance of being truly valued and appreciated.”

I’m still thinking about it…. and the fact that if there were ever so many signs that have come up for me not to go through with something, put the breaks on, and turn around…. I have seen them all.

I am probably STILL seeing them. But boy is the heart dumb even when the rest of the body, mind, and soul are begging you to stop…. The heart keeps on… Like some sadistic masochist.

I really don’t know how she does it.

And so to that is what I have dedicated this poetic thread to….

To the pullback from every single part of my being to not continue with something that I know is only going to continue to bring me grief…..

Note: I said “I KNOW” and not “I THINK” because I know it’s wrong for me. I know. We’ve covered this.

So take a seat. Look at the signs. Embrace the turmoil.

And enjoy my vulnerability in the posts hereafter…

I now present…

“From Me to Me, and you…” A series.

(Curtains pull back)