moon rising [a poem]

Hello, hello! I can’t believe the last time I wrote was all the way back in November of last year!? Wow time goes by fast. I’m pretty sure I say that every single post 😂 .

Anyway, between then and now the Forrestal house has been busy but happy. I wrote this one the other day and figured I’d put it here for safe keeping.


moon rising

sometimes we’re trying to find our footing

sometimes we’re on steady ground

tiptoeing around uncertainty 

slushing through doubt

glimmers of confidence

sunshine peeking through clouds

grabbing at those glimmers

hold tight before they dissolve


I wrote this the other day when I was particularly deep in my feels. Sometimes I struggle letting happiness in. I think because in childhood, I felt like so many things and moments and people were taken from me that I protect myself from happiness so that I won’t get disappointed when it goes away. I know this is a lot to unpack. But I’ve been challenging myself to let myself feel happy and proud and hold onto those feelings before shoving them back down. Sometimes it’s easier to live in a state of indifference than it is to feel everything.