Asking for strength
To get through the next days.
Friends buoy me,
Mark my channel.
Keep me centered
Grounded,
In the flow.
Looking back at my life
Here
for so many years.
Easy to have regrets
But I balk at regrets.
Lessons, not regrets.
Things I needed to learn
To grow my soul.
In the end,
I have loved,
much more than
I have hated.
I have laughed
More than I’ve cried.
Joy has filled
What pain tried to take away.
So young when I came here
Just legal age.
I leave 44 years later
The largest part of my life behind me.
At least, of this life.
Time for change,
For the next great adventure.
Love and light.
By Deborah E. Dayen
Picture from Google Images
learningtolivelikewaterblog.com 
And, you will be just fine.
This poem details it so.
I can feel it.
🙂
thanks, tre. I know it too, but these last days are the hardest. I don’t think I thought they’d be this hard. But it will all be good, once all the transition has transitioned.
Yes, ma’am. It will. Hang in there. It’s coming. 🙂 *big hugs*
I love this poem so full of wisdom. Lessons, not regrets. Here’s to your next great adventure!
Thank you. I hate feeling bad about things, you know? Learning is so much better for the soul!
I know. We are going to feel bad sometimes, but then we turn to the lessons and grow with love.