picking up the pieces

picking up the pieces
beauty in the small things

Thursday, April 4, 2013

my life in shambles

type type type...
letter after letter....
I scan my memories for something to record--anything to recall...

                                         BLANK

That's not to say that nothing has happened--much has happened.
But what do I say?
What do I want the world to know?


My life is a little different now, compared to November.
                          Little is an understatement.

Somedays, I believe my life has been made whole;
         others, I feel the opposite.

I fear the opposite.

I'm afraid of the life I had before. I'm literally terrified.
I can't be the girl I was 6 months ago.
Quiet.
     A pushover.
Scared.
      Reserved.
                                                              Alone.

But life is different now.
Life is good.
Things are good.

Do I have my life in order? Absolutely not.
Am I happy? Definitely.

Although I may no longer be on the other side of the world, I still experience my own kind of adventures.

Every day I laugh.
                                    He makes me laugh.
He makes me mad.
He makes me cry.
But most important, he makes me ME.



I couldn't ask for more than that.

And so I continue.
I live my adventures.
I survive.

     And I do it with a smile.


xo LarissaMormon