To Breathe Again

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cried for what would never be.A future, a life, a family tree.Too many bathroom stalls did I see, as I dried my tears behind walls that nobody would see.Weakened by my own emotions with little clarity at all, gradually in one year I was ready to stand tall.The day arrived when I said goodbye to my tears of yesteryears.I began to breathe again. I began to live.</

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p>© Rita Duponty July 2020Author’s note:It took me almost a year after my divorce to get over the deep sadness that I felt. I will never forget the time, place, and day that I resolved to stop crying and move on with my life. It was like a cloud lifted.Everyone has something they let go of or go through in their life that forces them to move on. Whatever it is…you will get to the other side. I call it healing.</article></body>

The day I stopped crying…

I didn’t cry…I wept. I cried not for what ended. I cried for what would never be.

A future, a life, a family tree.

Too many bathroom stalls did I see, as I dried my tears behind walls that nobody would see.

Weakened by my own emotions with little clarity at all, gradually in one year I was ready to stand tall.

The day arrived when I said goodbye to my tears of yesteryears.

I began to breathe again. I began to live.

Author’s note:

It took me almost a year after my divorce to get over the deep sadness that I felt. I will never forget the time, place, and day that I resolved to stop crying and move on with my life. It was like a cloud lifted.

Everyone has something they let go of or go through in their life that forces them to move on. Whatever it is…you will get to the other side. I call it healing.