I’m supposed to let go of control over things I cannot force, but I feel responsible for all the same.
I seek a higher power for the first time in years, wondering why some are so sure they hear one. I can only imagine one in nature because of the peace that comes from a flowing stream, a gentle breeze, being bathed in the sun.
This has to be enough for now, and maybe will be enough for good, as I walk through my path of recovery, slowly building a better life for myself and my family, staying willing and open to what life could have in store if I continue to stay awake, dive deep and feel the fear while not letting it overcome me.
There is peace on the other side, but I don’t have to wait that long, I can find it whenever I wish if I allow myself to breathe.
Emily C. Poesie © 2021