The Lost Child

[Moondance]

Your title -- "Lost Child" -- really says it perfectly, as does the other points reflected in your heartfelt words.

Yes, there are ups and downs, and lots of platitudes along the way. Yet none of that seems to work, other than in brief nudges maybe. The original wounds never seem to wholly disappear, but some of us are able to find some openings in our broken hearts, too. That it can take so long -- yeah, frustrating.

I'm babbling away now, a sad trait I easily fall into (prob a remnant of all the decades when no one listened, understood, or even wanted to. Thank you for bringing it all back to that strong heart you displayed for us all in this beautiful poem.

 

I am responding to this 3 yrs late. 

The brief nudges are ongoing.  I got so overwhelmed 3 yrs ago I disappeared.  Certainly not because of anything anyone said or did but because my nervous system was already at it's max. It took 3 hrs to come back and I am so glad I have.  I am already better for it. 

I appreciate the support, the care, the compassion, the understanding, the knowledge, the wisdom shared by every single person here.

It is life saving and life giving.