Time Inevitable

Today I sent my son off to high school, with a warm hug, and endearing smile of anxiety, and words of encouragement to him. I wrote him a letter and watched him take it in afterschool. I admire him, more than he even realizes. Through triumphs, happiness, sadness, questioning life as we continue to explore it, I can honestly say that he has become wiser than I ever was. One thing for sure is I broke the cycle. The cycle of abuse my mom and I endured. Not a perfect home but a loving home he has and will always have. If there is one thing I could change it would be the very beginning. To know and remember what it was like to hold him the very first time. To stop time in its tracks and tune out the surrounding chaos and just breathe in his presence and forever keep that moment in my heart. All we have is time, memories, and sometimes those dissipate. Time really is inevitable, you have to make of it what you wish to, what matters most to your heart. In the end that’s all that’s left in this world. Time. So today is a proud day for me as a mom because I am grateful to be his mom and watch him flourish in life. Keep flying my son.

Cherish time and memories,

Peace, Love, Light, and Bliss to you all,

Sara-Loretta Hardin

Woven

The nerving wreckage between my hands, the bleeding shards of memories 

I don’t want to breathe and feel the scars crushing my soul

Sinking and swimming I continue though I fail a thousand times

Love keeps me going to salvage my own identity

It keeps me alive inside otherwise my own corpse would be my shadow

Walking each step forward and several back then forward again

My feathers frayed and I still try to fly… I do

Love Letter to World

World

Waters flowing

Intensity ongoing

Beaded with misery

Clenching

Hope rising

Inflicting pain

Unity

Don’t fail me