Resisting Change

Saying Good-Bye

And resisting change. . . 

I am a person who resists change.

I don't like to say good-bye, I have a hard time 

Parting with "things" and places.

I like things to just stay the same. . .

I know that change can be good for the soul and the mind

I know that personal growth can come by change.

None the less, I resist.

A few months ago I lost my dear sweet 

Aunt Carol

She was a second mother to me. . 

Saying Good-bye is hard for me 

Saying good bye to someone I love and cherish

Is extremely hard.

I have had some very difficult 

Good-bye's

At a very difficult time in my life

My Aunt sent me this poem.

I came across it in a little book of poetry and quotes

I keep, for my own comfort and peace.

Comes The Dawn

By. Veronica Shoffstall

After a while you learn the subtle difference

Between holding a hand and chaining a soul.

And you learn that love doesn't mean security,

And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts.

And you begin to accept your defeats

With your head up and your eyes open,

With the grace of a woman and not the grief of a child.

And you learn to build all your roads

On today because tomorrows ground is too uncertain.

And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight,

After a while you learn that even
Sunshine burns if you get too much.

So you plant your own garden and decorate

Your own soul,

Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers,

And you learn that you really can endure. . . 

That you really are strong

And you really do have worth

And you learn and learn

With every goodbye you learn.

To my Aunt Carol for always knowing what I needed.

You have spoken words of wisdom many time to me.

Thanks you.

K