Morethanyousee

  The small joys that are stolen quickly become a part of the past. Oh, how this dear mother wished they would last. As the years go by and her daughter's laughter gets older, it's a distant sound now as her sweet girl has only gotten colder. Yes, she has lost her way, yes she has gone astray, by your inability to accept her makes her feel more like the loner. Where did I go wrong? Dear mother wonders as she recounts her teenage years. The blame a mother gives herself also gives her extra years that seem to be laced with tears. This is no way for a mother to live, losing her laughter too. Neither of you ever knew what exactly to do. Maybe love is too strong and strangulation, or it brings suffocation with its due. Dear mother cannot give up, can not understand, will not let go, and becomes all consumed. She is lost and I cannot help her, her laughter I have not heard in years. It is a distant memory. As is my shelter. She seems to live only in misery. How do I pull her out of t

 Slow down, graceful lady. There is so much her eager mind should know.  Yet, she walks with the knowledge nobody else knows.  Slow down, lady of grace; you will do fair at a much milder pace .  To take in all that is around you. Even turmoil you're sure to face.   With no fear, you march on with no doubt to your song.  Begging to lead the way, but far yet you have to go, so not on this day. You still have so very far to go,  so many things to see, so many oats to sow.   One day will come, and it will all have passed. You will wish you had made it last.  Don't worry a bit, lady of grace. You have far yet to go,  so be wise, and set your own pace. By: Nichole Helm

Poems  

I have a little quote box I like to read to get myself motivated. It reads: "Be ambitions, get shit done, do well, live well, eat well. Keep your priorities straight, your mind right, and your head up. Do what you love, and love what you do."   We are all a work in progress. The only fault I can find is the human that believes they have no room or use for improvement. None of us are perfect. There are always different things that can be done to help us find a better version of ourselves. It does not have to be a complete life-changing overhaul. It is okay to work on simple and small things. Things that others may not even notice us working on. Any effort or dedication in a positive direction counts as self-improvement. There are so many things that could be tackled in that area. For instance, right now I am reading a book on healthy boundaries. This is a form of self-improvement and I will have actual goals I would like to meet when I get more familiar with the boundaries I w