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.