Shortly after posting this, I will be going to an audition for Listen to Your Mother, a literary event in May where a select group will each share poems or stories about motherhood, either being a mother or their experience with their mother.
I will be reading a story about my son, struggling as a young parent, coming out as trans, and ultimately letting him go. If I get it, I will give y'all the details so everyone here can attend the show (unless they happen to be traveling to another country at the time). If I don't, I'll record my piece and post the recording here.
Thanks, friends! Take care!
Update: I think it went well. They were all very nice, and seemed to really like my piece. They will announce the cast list on March 28th, so stay tuned.
🩵 Take your meds
🩵 You are enough
🩵 You are a good in this world
🩵 You are worth it
🩵 Treat yourself
🩵 You matter
🩵 It's gonna be okay
🩵 Your feelings are valid
🩵 There is so much to love about you
🩵 Get some rest
Some of my happiest memories from growing up were people sitting with me, or even just saying hi, simply because I looked lonely. Most of the time, it was people I didn't know.
This journey has been so long
It's thrown twists and turns at me
I thought I was near the end
but when I got through the weeds
I found another path stretching ahead of me
I chose this path
I didn't know it'd be this long
but I can't turn around now
so all I can do is take it
one step at a time
Step by step
Day by day
I'll reach the end of this path
The sky seems dark now
but soon, it'll clear up
And the best part
is that I'm not walking alone
there are so many people
walking alongside me
holding my hand
so I don't need to be scared
So step by step
day by day
and hand in hand
I'll keep walking this path
until it opens up
to bright, blue skies
Life is rain
Always gray clouds
So bleak and miserable
You can't enjoy it like this
But don't worry
I'll bring out the sunshine
I'll fold my hands
Hope for a brighter day
Close my eyes and dream
I'll give it my all
to be your sunshine girl
I'm glad to hear you're better
Even if life's still a struggle
I hope you know
how clever you are
Helping me to see
that we can bring out the sunshine
I'll fold my hands
show people a brighter day
Close my eyes and dream
Give it all to them
so I can be their sunshine girl
I'm fading, but it's okay
I can make a brighter world
Where the sun shines all the time
So don't cry, live your life
And I'll give up mine
so everyone can bask in the sunshine
I'll fold my hands
Let myself fade away
Close my eyes and dream
Then the rain will finally stop
and I'll be your sunshine girl
I lost a lot this past year. Two sets of roommates. Some friends. A job.
I won't go into detail with the roommates. Short version on first set: relationships didn't work out. Short version on second set: they had issues with my life choices, I had issues with them ignoring my boundaries. The wounds from the second set are still healing, and I don't think it's fair to talk about them publicly when they don't have a chance to defend themselves, so that's all the details I'll get into.
I am also now unemployed. The company for which I have worked for the past several years is no more. I don't know how many details I'm allowed to disclose here, but it was amicable, my now former boss is a wonderful person, and I have nothing but respect for him. That said, ko-fi is my only source of income at the moment.
Gains
All of that said, I have gained a lot too. A body in which I can be comfortable and present. A solid support system of family, friends, and partners. A new hobby. A cat.
Knitting
Following in the footsteps of my mother, and her mother before her, I have taken up knitting. Between October and December I made:
10 pairs of socks
3 pairs of mittens
A hat
A mouse
I will likely start posting pics of my projects here. I'm really enjoying having something to do with my hands while I live life. As I write this, it occurs to me that I could write poems to go with the projects.
Cat
I have a cat now. His name is Riley. I adopted him back in October (lots of things happened in October). He is nine years old, and very cuddly. If you feed him, he will be okay with you. He warmed up very quickly to me, and has been a critical part of my self care these past few months.
He runs around when I'm going to bed, chews on my hair when he can reach my head, and makes a mess of things. But I wouldn't give him up for anything. I love this guy so much.
Moving Forward
I have a lot of time on my hands, and I want to spend more of it writing. I've written a few poems here and there, but not a ton. And I've barely been on stage in months. But it's still something I love, so I want to continue it.
I'm still here, and I want to start posting poems every Monday again to start with. I make no promises.
Happy New Year, everyone. Thank you for your support. It means the world to me.