Thursday

two birds on a wire


"one flies away but the other is tired."
-story of my life-
i'm not one to air the dirty laundry of myself or others
in fact, i'm a really private person. especially in my marriage.
i've realized that i can't control other people
so i have to rise above this situation.
perhaps my real problem has been a lack of faith
in heavenly father
myself
and my husband
so for now i'm going to do my best to not get sucked into the drama
to be confident
to really try to shoo these bitter feelings out the door
like when i sweep out all the extra grass ginny tracks in 10 times a day
i have the power to do that, because i have agency.

(is shoo a word?)
(it's true, i've been drying our clothes on the line outside. our dryer is broken.)


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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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