Broken hearts, aching souls, and a mothers love

I lay at night alone, but warm. I make all decisions on my own, but I’m free from so much more. I take vacations to spa’s and meditation retreats, because I need to be touched and I need to recenter. My cuddle buddy is warm tiny bodies crowding my bed.
I plan and tackle. I cook, I clean, I change my tires and cut wood for winter. I cry, I laugh. I sleep with a shot gun next to my bed because that is my protector. Sometimes when I become afraid in the night.. Well, I do nothing because being afraid is not an option.I have learned that I am enough.

 I am enough…

I am enough.

There are no boundaries. 

I ask myself every day, “how are you doing it?” The answer is simple.. Broken hearts, aching souls, and a mothers love make you one hell of a strong woman. 
-For you my friend.

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