You Made It

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This old gal…

Has decided that her heart is kind of like one of those advent calendars…lots of little sealed compartments…hiding things inside…

All those things of the past…those things that cut deep…that pain…that fear…that desperation…best to forget…hide…tuck away…

Addiction…put it in a box…raging…silent treatment…head banging…put it in a box…infidelity…lying…betrayal…box box box…

And just move on…keep going…focus on the good…and you do…until that husband of yours asks…do you remember the good or the bad from your childhood…

So you remember the good…celebrate the good…but in the process those little boxes of sadness…shake open a bit…

And so it is…in life…those hurts…those I can barely put one foot in front of the other crippling hurts…can sneak out of their box…when you least expect it…

And it’s ok…let them…show them you made it…you survived…and because of them…not in spite of them…you thrived…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…