You Say Family

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Though blood may not bind us, a different thread weaves,
A tapestry woven of laughter and leaves.
We’ve shared whispered secrets, dreams cast to the stars,
Built castles of friendship, defied battle scars.

No family name links us, yet hearts intertwine,
A solace, a strength, a love truly divine.
Through joys and through shadows, we’ve walked hand in hand,
A bond forged in moments, defying command.

Like brothers we stand, though the world may not see,
The connection so deep, the loyalty free.
In your eyes, I find kinship, a mirror so true,
Reflecting a love that will forever renew.

So let the world whisper, of kin and of line,
Our bond forged in spirit, will forever entwine.
You are my brother, in essence and soul,
A love untold, that makes life whole.

Birth After Miscarriage Free

I always wanted to be a mom. After my miscarriage, I thought it would never happen. But then, I realized that God had a wonderful plan for my life. I just had to wait and put my faith in Him.

Many women suffer the tremendous loss of a miscarriage. They often believe they are alone, but they are never alone. Rest assured that it is not anyone’s fault! It is simply a sad component of life. In every four pregnancies, one ends in a miscarriage.

I am sharing my story to help other women who have experienced the same pain I have. I want you to know that you are not alone. You are not to blame. And there is hope for the future. I hope that my story will give you hope and comfort. Please know that you are not alone. There is healing after miscarriage.

Your Love

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Your Love

Your gaze, it paints me sunrise hues,
Bathing doubts in golden beams.
My wings, once tattered, mend anew,
Soaring high, on confidence, it seems.
You whisper compliments, like whispered prayer,
To seeds of beauty slumbering within.
My heart, once shrouded, dares to wear
The brightest bloom, no darkness can contain.

This love, a tapestry of stars unknown,
Embroidered with whispers soft and slow.
A depth we plumb, where hearts have grown,
Beyond the shores where others cannot go.

Never thought, I’d sing such fervent song,
A melody with you, forever bound.
This love, it rights the every wrong,
A symphony, in you, my love, I’m found.

So hold me close, beneath the endless night,
Two souls entwined, a love untold.
Forever grateful for your guiding light,
In you, my love, my story has become gold.

The Weekend Clean

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The Weekend Clean

The work week is done, I’m free at last!
But my house is a mess, I’m feeling the blast.
The dishes are piled high, the laundry is strewn,
The floor is a jumble, I don’t know where to begin.

I could just relax, but I know I’ll regret it.
So I’ll put on my headphones and start cleaning the detritus.
The vacuum will roar, the dust will be swept,
The floors will be shined, the bed will be made.

It’s not the most glamorous way to spend a weekend,
But it’s better than coming home to a dirty mess.
So I’ll take a deep breath and get to work,
And by the end of the day, my house will be sparkling clean.

But then it will start all over again next week,
And I’ll be back to square one.
But that’s okay, because I know that I’m not alone.
We all have to deal with the weekend clean.

Harper Eats Cheetos

My dog chews food like a person. She does not gulp it down. Never seen a dog do this before. #dog #dogs #dogshorts #doglover #dogsofinstagram #dogsoftiktok #dogstagram #puppy #puppylove #puppylife #puppydog #cheetos

Being a Mom

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Being a mom is the best job in the world,
But it's also the hardest.
There are days when I feel like I can do anything,
And there are days when I feel like I can't do anything right.

But through it all, there is one thing that never changes:
My love for my children.

They are my reason for living,
And they make me laugh every day.
I am so grateful to be their mom,
And I would do anything for them.

I know that I am not perfect,
But I try my best.
I want to be the best mom that I can be,
And I know that I am learning every day.

I am so lucky to have my children,
And I will cherish every moment with them.
They are my everything.

I Don’t Know You Like That

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There is a disclaimer this poem. My daughter has been sick. I have a few close friends who know here that I spoke to. This is her issue and not something I want to talk about everywhere. So many people want to know what’s wrong, but if you don’t talk to me daily, or ever every week, I am sure not going to tell you personal things about my kid. There are some people I am close with, but I have not talked to, and that has nothing to do with you as a friend, it has to do with me. Please respect that and spot messaging me for information. It makes you sound like a gossip junkie instead of a concerned friend.

I don’t know you like that!
I don’t want to tell you everything!
Because I don’t know you like that.

I told those I feel comfortable with.
I shared my feelings, and they helped me

I don’t know you like that. 
Just because you want the gossip.
To feel like you are in the know
Or to tell others, and gossip.

Not my issue. 
I don’t know you like that.
So don’t ask me to tell you what’s wrong.
If I wanted to tell you, and I considered you a close friend
You would already know. 


A Feeling of Failure.

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It feels like a kick in the gut.
A feeling of failure.
A feeling of defeat
Dejected and cast away.
What more could I do?

I tried everything I could think of.
Each and every day.
Still nothing works.

It feels like being trapped.
Can’t breathe, can’t move.
But still, you do all you can.
But nothing will work.

An ache in my heart.
My entire body falls to pieces.
Left on the ground as if none of it really mattered. 



You Make Me Feel

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You make me feel confident.
You make me feel like I can make a difference. 
You make me feel like what I do is important. 

You make me feel valued.
Like I can accomplish my goals.
Like my goals mean something. 

You make me feel talented.
Like what I write is good.
Like my writing is a worthwhile endeavor.

You make me feel complete.
Like I have been waiting my entire life for you.
Like my life finally makes sense. 


No one has ever done this for me before.

Moving

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I have been holding onto this news for some time but now that most know about it, I can share it. We are moving to Evansville, Indiana. I will be leaving Creative Achievement Academy this week and starting to teach at Henderson Middle School sometime in July. While I will miss all of my students and co-workers, I am really excited to start this new chapter in my life. I will be teaching special education but this time I will be a math resource room teacher and an inclusion teacher. The idea is I help the math teacher and then I go over the lesson with my students in our resource room. Of course, I am nervous but I was nervous starting at Atlantic County Special services and I was nervous starting at Creative Achievement.

When my husband and I split, we lost the house. I couldn’t afford it on my own. I know my kids were sad because they had to give up their backyard and I felt like a failure.  When the kids saw the house and the backyard their faces lit up. I felt like a failure for so long because I could not give them their backyard and the popup pool they had in the past. I almost cried when we saw the house.

One of the main reasons for the move is to be closer to family but also things are so much cheaper over there then they are in NJ. My pay is comparable to what I am making now and our house is much less than this tiny apartment that I am renting.

So here it to a new chapter in my life!