Slowly I'm getting there.
Im learning more.
I'm getting little peices of my soul.
Im feeling again.
Day by day.
I asked for it to come to me all at once and was frustrated when I woke.
Each day seemed the same
And each prayer seemed the same
Each emotion seemed muted
The colors seemed dull
Day by day
I reclaimed some peices.
One here.
Another there.
Until I had this- this small portion that was enough to make me feel a difference.
It was enough to make me turn around and look at the past and see the small drops that had been collecting.
Its not enough.
Its never enough.
The vastness of our need and the desire to claim our emotions outweigh any strength we have in determining the unknown.
I like to think im better.
Better than I was yesterday-
Day by day.
Its coming back.
How to feel. How to smile.
How to not stop and feel that weight.
Day by day.