Instead of life's joy,
I could speak of loneliness.
It weighs heavily.
There will come a time
to acknowledge the burden
of isolation.
Today I still smile.
Elusive though it may be,
joy as a goal helps.
How we and other couples balance love, care & MS
4 weeks ago
10 comments:
I admire your tenacity Judy. I too hold joy as goal, and try to smile no matter what life throws at me. It's become a lot harder lately not to acknowledge the isolation. I am almost at the end of my rope, so my only choice is to tie a knot in it, and hang on for dear life.
Una sonrisa entierra muchos dolores.
Bonito escrito, Judy
Your smile is beautiful, but I know it belies much pain inside. Sometimes it's all we have to get us through. When I was a Brownie, we always sang the song about the big smile, and when my frowns start showing up, I try to find that pocket again.
There is pain. There is also joy. At the same time.
Depends on which one you're paying more attention to, I suppose...
We must speak the truth. When it hurts, it hurts. When something is beautiful, it's beautiful. Or you can follow the road of Kino's Journey... the world is not beautiful. And therefore: it is beautiful.
Hi Judy - it is blessing that you, that any of us can find joy and smile to show it. :-) Given my recent dental experience my smile is "new" and one I am proud of. I was very brave. And now I AM healthier free of all my bad teeth and I mean ALL, and free of any gum disease and each day I ma healing and adjusting.
So yes, Smile :-)
Love Gail
peace.....
Ah, isolation. It wouldn't be so hard to do if there was someone to do it with?
First, I want to let all of you know the reason why I have not been commenting on your blogs. I had a fall the day after this poem was posted, and I suffered a concussion. My computer time is very limited. My response to your comments, for example, has to be written over an extended period. Otherwise, I get dizzy. As for the consequences of the fall, a CT scan confirmed there was no fracture or bleeding so I'm okay there. Concussions, however, take time to heal completely. It is a brain injury that takes 4-6 weeks for full recovery. Thanks for your understanding.
Karen, tenacity, though it flags momentarily, is the only thing that gets me through. I am battling several personal brush fires at once, a situation made worse by a fragile support system. If it weren't for my pulling out a smile from inside and doing my attitude work, I might crumble. Yeah, I tie on knot on it and hang on for dear life. And I manage to find smiles somehow.
Josè Antonio, así es. En realidad, una sonrisa es lo que me ayuda sobrevivir e inclusive prosperar durante esta situación difícil en la cual me encuentro.
Muff, the smile sometimes is in a pocket somewhere, but so far it has been accessible.
Robert, I find you to be one of the most inspiring people I know. So much wisdom in what you say.
Gail, I'm glad your interior smile can now match your exterior smile.
awb, well, I think that's what we on the blogosphere are doing for each other, helping temper the isolation and loneliness. Glad to be in your company, my friend.
Judy, My thoughts are with you.
This journey through life is one that we take alone, regardless of who is by our side. Sometimes, I just smile at myself in the mirror just to prove I can still do it. Healing to you.
Hilda
Hilda, so sorry for being so late in responding. Yes, the journey is a solitary one, regardless of who is with us. I, too, smile at myself in the mirror for exactly the same reason.
Hilda, so sorry for being so late in responding. Yes, the journey is a solitary one, regardless of who is with us. I, too, smile at myself in the mirror for exactly the same reason.
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