Fragile means easily broken.
Humans can be partially defined as such.
Often we take for granted the gift of living when its been smooth no bumps.
I can’t keep track of how many times I’ve just assumed my life clock will wake me up with the sunrise.
Or that an exhale will be followed by an inhale every time.
Because the reality is, this skin machine can just stop at any time.
Nothing is promised.
Not even this next line.
Humans have many issues but the main one I continuously see, is the one where we only seek your comfort when discontent is all we find.
Not because you made us and we should be thankful for all the possibilities that came with the human design.
But because you support us, even after we have given up.
You are a life brace that takes the pressure away.
The street sweeper who creates and shows me which path to take.
You are a gardener who plants the flowers I stop and smell along the way.
You are the momma sloth and her babies crossing the way. Slowing me down to a speed where I need to be present in place.
These are just a few ways you show me your grace.
So when I get angry and try to push all of you out of my minds space, your love language will be found within the crashing of the waves.
Water trickling through the rocks.
You are the music it makes, gliding over the stones of the beach at the shores break.
We are not as delicate as the stories want to portray.
We are stronger, mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
The physical aspects end, remember we are temporary.
Finding out hope is the only thing that makes these skin caves willing to endure more suffering .
And when my hope feels low or missing, I hold onto you tighter than before.
I know I should have done it when everything was ok, but I was ashamed to ask you for anymore than I have had to take.
You’ve given me endlessly and in turn I ignore you until I have another problem for you to solve for me.
Because I come to you in pieces, and you restore my grace.
You are the glue that keeps these fragile pieces in place.
Today I am grateful for every day.
Even the bad ones, as I know I am not alone.
I am sure the good days will come back before I know it
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