my fears....

One small result of coming to know myself....is coming to know myself. Knowing my fears....my faults...my bad personality traits.....but also...my compassionate heart...my encouraging spirit...my silliness.....

Looking inward, I'm beginning to fear I will always be alone. Fear there will never be someone I can share my whole self with. A partner in this journey called life. Who understands me the way I don't understand myself. Who can look at me across the room and I feel like the only one in the room. A traveling partner. A place to rest my head. 







I can say, I am happy. I am peaceful. I am simple. I am finally accepting myself. Loving myself. And laughing at myself. I'm okay with where I am. I like hanging out with myself. I think I"m a pretty neat gal. And that is what matters.....


My life's poetry......my fears.......beauty in the chaos....