Living

Stay with me....

Please don't leave me ....

Why?......

Please....

No.....don't go.

What did I do wrong?

Do you hate me?

Why am I condemned to be alone?

Am I worthy of a love?


Mom, come back please....

In the end it is all dust and shadows.....no light without dark, no dark without light.  Life teaches us lessons in the oddest ways, it is what you take from that lesson that shows you the ability to grow.  Doubts are natural and a part of life, but when those doubts supersede you and take you over, that is when you need to re-evaluate things.

Her head leaned back on the couch in her living room as a tiny little girl sleeps on her lap.  All these questions run through her mind, as she strokes her little girl's hair with a soft smile.  Questions, worries and doubts all seem to disappear when she looks at this little girl's sleeping face.  Knowing what she is doing is building a future for them, someplace where they are safe.

Different questions she has from different points in her life, they run through her mind but right now as she strokes this little girl's hair ensuring, that she gets a sound sleep.  Allows her mother to be content with the universe at the moment.  With the chaotic life of a capsuleer moments of tranquility, feeling loved, being safe and at peace are essential.

She gently wraps her arms around this tiny half brutor, half ni-kunni little girl who has fallen fast asleep to her mother's touch and lullaby.  Tired of the days event of exploring her new home, making new friends on the station.  Cradled in her mother's arms fast asleep, the little girl is carried to her bedroom and carefully placed into bed and tucked in.

She walks back to the living room and sits back down on the couch lost in thought for a moment with a smile upon her face.  Her dark hand softly caresses her cheek, remembering something, someone in almost a different time a place from now.  But is it? Only her dark recesses of her mind know the truth, but no betrayal of them come.

Life goes on when you don't think it doesn't, as much as life become unbearable at times it can also bring you the greatest joys in it.  The hardest thing about life...... is living, not surviving,  but actually living in it.

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For me to live - part of me must die

Life is like an onion: You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.