Archive | September, 2016

After The Rain

5 Sep

 

She used to love to write. Poetry and short stories were her outlet, but that was before the storm.

A private message; someones “friendly” criticism.  “Embarrassing drivel ” they said…

The floodgate of self – doubt washed away her confidence leaving a path of devastation. She folded in upon herself and waited to die.

But..unexpectedly .. the sun came out one day. A beautiful warming glow.

Dare she write again ? The hurt still so evident. It will never be like before; reconstruction is , after all, just masking the damage hidden below. Scars never heal but they remind us, not of the pain inflicted, but of the strength it took to heal after the rain.171-09-september-4th-2016