Story of a Life

Story of a life

Too young memories of screaming,
fighting,
divorce,
Hamburger helper dinners,
just the three of us, enjoying the peace, the quiet.
Caring mother, loving, devoted.
Two years, just the three of us,
military man, second chance.
haunted by the past,
desperate for love, for peace.
Near constant moving,
Schools blurring together,
Faceless classmates in clichés that pass by.
Discovered passions, purpose, direction,
Whirlwind of classes,
Farewell, big brother.
Buried in schoolwork, 4.0, first job,
diploma.
Trusting girl, played for a fool,
Distrustful but not without reason.
Nanny, Caregiver, Personal Aide.
Grocery clerk, injured,
Starting over for the second time.
Passion and pain unavoidably linked together,
Refusal to give up the passion despite the pain.
Boyfriend to fiance, fiance to husband.
Apartment to house.
Nice house, quiet nights, echoing nights in a silent house.
Years pass.
Loneliness forgotten, lost in the worlds within.
Reawakening hunger, passion, drive,
Reaching for others,
Understanding, community,
still searching for understanding,
for peace.

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About avsongbird

I'm a housewife, an amateur writer and blogger, and the stepmother of three boys. I have four dogs. I love animals, I love to garden, and I love to crochet. I love movies, music, and books. I love to cook. I'm open-minded and creative and imaginative, and I'm an avid reader. I find inspiration in practically everything, and I love nothing more than to inspire such things in others, if I can.
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