Reprieve/Respite

It crushes you one afternoon in April…… your Ex is roaming the streets mumbling angrily about family, suspicious scoundrels … reality  to throw her into a nameless jail for brain sick zombies….

You haven’t had an adult job in years, the bills never stop, former friends preach unwanted advice, look at you from afar..

Your best friend, your dog, eyes you warily, given your erratic behavior

You crawl exhausted toward a place said to be a haven for the mentally upset, a hope for God knows what?

Distance from your broken life, perhaps a companion in pain

The next morning arrives calmly, you’re amazed at a day this easy

People listen, smiles real, their demands few. Slowly you see yourself acceptable despite faded jeans, quirky jewelry, rebellious thoughts. They like that you win at scrabble and don’t fuss about the food

Surely this is a dream. No. God has put you exactly where you need to be

When you return home you feel lighter, stronger, connected to a welcoming world

Tomorrow is no longer the boogey man but the chance to create beauty from failure

Just in time for Easter, you’ve found new life


Liz Kellogg
4/19/2014