So I hear

    Hold back a tear. Hold back the
memories. Just place rolled acetate film
in a secure spot.

    Time heals, so I hear. I have been
told that tiny glimpses into a shiny
black and white photo eventually fades
the hurt.

    Oh how lost I felt for years. Moments
when, even just yesterday, I would ruin
soul with horrid heart strung emotions.

     So grateful to the words, scriptures
that press my face forward. Push eyes closed
so a blank sheet can form across my
lids. A new beginning begging for the
leap. The hope that has been there from
day one.

     Only now I have to grab hold of the
present and strive to achieve all that is
knocking at my door.

     One day at a time. The reel that
is new yet still had an old charm.

     Do I understand the differences
made? Yes. Edging closer and closer
to goals set.

      Are you happy for me?