Comfort

Like a huge blanket, you wrap me, warm, snug.

Protecting me, but also giving me time to re-couperate

So that I’m stronger, wiser.

Whenever I need that embrace, you’re there.

But you remind me that you’re with me wherever, whenever.

Standing on top of the O2 arena or the nearest wall,

With my heart in my mouth,

You are there.

Screaming silently with pain and anger,

You are there.

Sitting, half asleep, with a cup of tea,

You are there.

Dreaming, half awake, with my alarm blazing,

You are there.

Wiping my tears,

Holding my hand,

You are there.

Cheering me on, telling me “don’t give up!”

You are there.

Every time, every season, every cloud, every starburst.

You are there.

Every. Single. Time.

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Time

Time waits for no-one.

Time will not stop for us to catch up with it.

Time marches on, regardless of our lives.

Time goes backwards, forwards, but the contents remain the same

Well, we can’t change time, but we can change those contents.

We can’t change the memories, but we can change how we see them,

How they affect our lives, how they impact on the here and now.

Deep rooted love and fear; hope and despair- products of our timescale.

Products. Feelings.

And what do we do with these memories?

Cherish them?  Hate them?

Hold onto or delete them, like slides in a power point,

The ones where we’ve put the wrong words with the wrong picture.

The ones that make no sense, well, only to us.

We cannot delete time, but we can delete how it makes us feel.

Those slides that we don’t want to see, that repeat themselves every so often;

What’s happened has happened- here’s where time comes into play.

Time moves us on, time heals, leaves scars, scars that remind of where we’ve come from.

Scars that say to the world “I got through it”

Scars that say to these slides, “you’re not going to ruin me”

Scars that say “pack your bags and get out!”

Time does not wait, does not change.

But we do, and in time, we will be the stronger for it.