In my imagination, I help the broken of spirit
In my imagination, I support my husband through distress
In my imagination, I am kind and encouraging to my children, and make them feel loved

But in reality, my outstretched hand is rejected, and the broken walk alone
In reality, my patience wears thin and my stress is foremost
In reality, I am short and irritable and ill-tempered and cold

And my biggest disappointment is myself.

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August 21st, 2018


Photo Credit:
Russ