gumption and grace

i was once fierce and independent because i needed to be, had to be.  i was my own and on my own.  i chose to be different from the rest.  i wanted to be.

then came a time when that spirit in me was broken.  i became weak, dependent, afraid.  the light that had once burned as bright as july's sun now barely flickered.  (what you think is love is often not.)

but the time came i had to stand alone again.  i was forced to reclaim the woman i had been, to remember the one i was, free of control and compromise.

and now?  now i am comfortable in my independence.  i have fought hard, walked through fire, muck and mire, been broken by tragedy and loss on this journey to find this place and welcome this woman home.  yet there is an emptiness and when the night is long and the yearning is strong, i ask the heavens for the one who will complete me.

i still believe in the magic of love.

s.cooper