I’m Still Here

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ing sun.I’m still here, I thought.For the first time in years my brain was present, unencumbered and untethered To the brokenness Of my past and Lack of future. I smiled then wept.Don’t crinkle your mouth at me. Don’t shake your head at me.I’m still here.Grace tweaked and fluttered My fingers and toes, Haunting me from morning’s

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first breath and leaving by the first coffee.But the warm fuzzy memory lingered and squirreled its way into me from the first moment To my last.When an hour Was more than 60 minutes long And being alone In a crowd too much, a brief visitation Of peace and wonder And lightness kept me here.For that reason And no other,I’m still here.</article></body>

I’m Still Here

The perfect description of who I am while finding Peace in a Brief Moment.

A Irish pub in Salamanca, Spain before the craziness of a pandemic.

The lightness of my being woke to the morning sun.

I’m still here, I thought.

For the first time in years my brain was present, unencumbered and untethered To the brokenness Of my past and Lack of future. I smiled then wept.

Don’t crinkle your mouth at me. Don’t shake your head at me.

I’m still here.

Grace tweaked and fluttered My fingers and toes, Haunting me from morning’s first breath and leaving by the first coffee.

But the warm fuzzy memory lingered and squirreled its way into me from the first moment To my last.

When an hour Was more than 60 minutes long And being alone In a crowd too much, a brief visitation Of peace and wonder And lightness kept me here.

For that reason And no other,

I’m still here.