Giggles and friends help me smile

    Slowly the motion to exit the open air falls. Sending a
thrill of laughter. Sitting clearly out into the wide open
I look up to find simple specks of joy drifting inside my
spirit.

   Oh the giggles that rip from within me. Recalling a bit of
silliness. Hmm distancing myself from such sad, seriousness.
So much is placed inside my mind. To draw out the emotions
seem to be the only steps to do.

   So here my dear friend coffee filled with chocolate,
honey and whipped cream beckon my thoughts. Oh to allow
distraction long enough to realize happiness has been
hidden for days.

   Oh the softest of sighs fall from chapped rosy lips.
Comforted by the love Jehovah is pressing into me. The
tiniest glimmer of hope begins once more. The negativity
slides away from me.

   Dancing in my room. Perhaps the child inside of me
need a few twirls to become stronger and loving. Oh
so stern in my stride. So much I left behind to give a
grown decision. Still that only shows the icy exteriors not
the warm interiors.

   Oh please Jehovah help draw the warmth back into me.
Help me prove that seriousness and silliness can go hand
and hand.

    Such a wonder I was trying to appease many but forgetting
that Jehovah is the only one I need to prove myself too.
How could I have forgotten that? Ah the weights of life was
crushing me. So many tears have fallen but all my
family, my friends could see was "fine".

    I have hidden my emotions so well for so long. Now
to place them somewhere else just eats away at me. So a
gentle nudge from a friend or family member can mean
so much. I can only hope that someone can bring cheer,
laughter back to this little sister.

    Shhh. I softly cross the room. I tiptoe down the hallway
only to yank the front door open to exhale the exhausting
several days from my thoughts, my spirit. Ah inhaling
small breaths only to feel sharpness attacking my lungs.

   Yes Jehovah heard me. Now he is giving me my strength
and courage I needed to press forward.

   So dear friend I do not expect to see you but a glimmer of
hope gives me brightness of cornflower blues. Ahb yes
a hope, a dream, a prayer that may be answered. Indeed
a perhaps.

   Still a peaceful calm plays a role in this morning. Hmm.
Enjoy yours.