Solid ground
My heart feels rocky and unstable. It cries and feels sad, sometimes full of tension and fear. It wishes to feel secure and embedded in love, much like it did when I was a child. Fully nurtured and taking care of by my parents. It doesn’t know anymore. It doesn’t understand life. It is quietly unspoken. It has its stories to redraw, its reason to fear and look away from challenges. It wants to run away to security, warmth, and…