GiftA Poem by Tricia O'BrienYoung Recovery
The gift of knowing where I was last night.
The gift of waking in my warm bed. The gift of wanting to wake. The gift of feeling the soft sheets against my fare skin. The gift of welcoming a new day. The gift of being apart of the day. The gift of being able to feel the sun. The gift of wanting to feel the sun. The gift of being able. The gift of being useful. The gift of caring. The gift of being needed. The gift of showing up. The gift of giving selflessly. The gift of no longer bedding people's wrongs. The gift of being valued. The gift of fighting for self. The gift of advocating for others. The gift of dreaming. The gift to want to do more. The gift to laugh. The gift to be painfully honest. The gift to really smile. The gift to have choices. The gift to make choices. he gift of adoring myself, every scar, bruise and inch. The gift of being loved. The gift of being able to love. The gift of pain, real pain. The gift of pulling through. The gift to forgive. The gift to be forgiven. The gift of acceptance. The gift of believing. The gift of not giving up. The gift of being a productive asset. The gift of having a family unlike anything or anyone else! The gift of being a daughter. The gift of being a sister. The gift of being a granddaughter. The gift of being a wife. The gift of being a friend. The gift of true understanding. The gift of believing in self. The gift of knowing I can do anything. ANYTHING. The gift of hope. The give of support. The gift of seeking help. The gift of having a voice. The gift of having something to say. The gift of being heard. The gift of today, a gift is what it is.
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Added on May 23, 2013 Last Updated on May 31, 2013 AuthorTricia O'BrienBack in Western MA..., MAAboutTime to update. I've been everywhere but "here" in a year or so. I'm getting back into my groove. More to come for sure more..Writing
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