The Ides of March

 

Actually, if I feel the urge to write it will come out, eventually.

Like a purge

It seems as if I was getting out of the dark tunnel

In which I had, somehow, but unsurprisingly, set myself into

 

March is a lovely frenzy usually for me

The school year fires up

Work intensifies

Birthday party planning

But this year……I’m pregnant

A few things have changed

Others I have mastered, and leant on to ask for help

But others…

I simply hid in my lair

Licking my wounds

Silencing accounts

Crying

Reading

Writing and planning

Nourishing other relationships

That have become vital in my life

And looking after my small garden

My family

My baby

Prayers

Being outside

Sleeping in

Laughing with my children

Singing silly songs

Saying sorry

And I love you