by Cheryl Merrick
I've had enough of "guilt trips"
being used to control me.
I'm tired of being told
that if I don't meet everyone's needs,
I'm a bad person.
I'm had enough of being told that
only evil, selfish people
wouldn't want to live
just to make others "happy".
Monday, August 6, 2018
Meeting Needs
by Cheryl Merrick
Yes, she is weak and incompetent,
but strength comes
from facing hard things.
Yes, she is lonely,
but when you shut yourself
in your home,
refusing to reach out in love,
you cannot expect anything else.
Yes, she is weak and incompetent,
but strength comes
from facing hard things.
Yes, she is lonely,
but when you shut yourself
in your home,
refusing to reach out in love,
you cannot expect anything else.
Sunday, August 5, 2018
Sacrifice
by Cheryl Merrick
Giving up something of lesser value
for something of greater value
is an expression of great wisdom
and ofttimes the offering
of a loving heart.
Giving up something of greater value
for something of lesser value
is an exercise in stupidity
which myopically reflects
a self-absorbed life.
Giving up something of lesser value
for something of greater value
is an expression of great wisdom
and ofttimes the offering
of a loving heart.
Giving up something of greater value
for something of lesser value
is an exercise in stupidity
which myopically reflects
a self-absorbed life.
Is She More Loving?
by Cheryl Merrick
If she puts others' wants,
before her needs?
If she constantly exhausts herself,
because her family needs her?
If she neglects her health,
because "there is simply too much to do"?
If she hovers over her children
doing every little thing for them?
If she puts others' wants,
before her needs?
If she constantly exhausts herself,
because her family needs her?
If she neglects her health,
because "there is simply too much to do"?
If she hovers over her children
doing every little thing for them?
Saturday, August 4, 2018
The Higher Road
by Cheryl Merrick
I stand at the fork in the road,
as I have many times before.
Hesitating,
I gaze at my well trod path
of sacrificing my life for others.
Once it seemed so noble.
Day after day I pushed myself,
supposedly making others happy,
till, reaching my end,
I collapsed in bed,
unable to move.
I stand at the fork in the road,
as I have many times before.
Hesitating,
I gaze at my well trod path
of sacrificing my life for others.
Once it seemed so noble.
Day after day I pushed myself,
supposedly making others happy,
till, reaching my end,
I collapsed in bed,
unable to move.
Friday, August 3, 2018
I'm Here At Last!
by Cheryl Merrick
Though, it has taken six months;
the fog has finally lifted.
The constant, crushing fatigue is abating.
No longer am I stumbling around:
dopy, confused, and jittery.
Relishing the ability to think,
remember, see, and move;
I care for myself.
Hopeful that my hard earned
ability to make competent decisions
will ensure continued health;
I face each day.
Though, it has taken six months;
the fog has finally lifted.
The constant, crushing fatigue is abating.
No longer am I stumbling around:
dopy, confused, and jittery.
Relishing the ability to think,
remember, see, and move;
I care for myself.
Hopeful that my hard earned
ability to make competent decisions
will ensure continued health;
I face each day.
Thursday, August 2, 2018
They May Never Know
by Cheryl Merrick
Thanking
me,
the
widows express appreciation
for
my remembering them.
I
smile,
knowing
that they may never know
how
much I also need their friendship
and
long for the support
of
mothers and sisters.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)