Keep Climbing

Keep Climbing

You hit the bump in the road,

And it feels like there’s no way to go,

You struggle to make a move,

You struggle to make haste,

Only to realize it doesn’t matter how fast the pace,

You can walk,

You can run,

All you gotta do is climb,

Climb,

Climb till you touch the sky,

Climb till you feel you can fly,

It’s possible to go,

It’s possible to move,

Continue till you find your groove,

It’s always there,

It’s always by your side,

No matter how much time passes by,

Get moving,

Get going,

Get climbing,

And there you’ll meet your mountain top,

With nowhere to go but up

By Molly Cerrigone 

Possible

Possible

Hard to do, 

But not impossible,

All you gotta say is ‘I’m, possible,

The breaks are there,

But can be repaired,

Even after plunging into despair,

You can do it,

Your dreams are still there,

No matter how high you need to go,

Or the bumps you expect to take,’

You can do it all,

Just remember, 

It’s always possible,

Possible to be,

Possible to say,

Possible to do 

Possible to just be you

 By Molly Cerrigone 

Hear Me Roar

Hear Me Roar

Blood pounding in my head,

Feeling ready to head around the next bend,

Ready to let myself be known,

Ready to let myself be heard,

Time to scream and shout,

I’m not out for the count,

I’m here to stand, 

I’m here to shout,

That I’m not going down,

My voice is not an act,

And I’m gonna show you that,

I’m not helpless,

I’m not dumb,

I’m here to show I’ve won,

I am capable,

I am in control,

Now listen up and hear me roar.

By Molly Cerrigone 

My Guest of the Day!

 Please welcome my guest of the day, my Niece,  Molly Cerrigone.


Curse The Darkness, Free The Light

A tiny spark ignites,

Allowing the room to be bright,

Dark tries to creep in,

Only to slink away at the newfound light,

It brings back sight,

It brings back hope.

That wonder is there,

That wonder is near,

It lives,

It thrives,

Deep inside,

Letting you become alive,

Brightness is still there,

Darkness goes,

Fleeing away,

Into a shade,

Lurking around,

Waiting to come out,

Only if you alow it,

Your world can be bright,

Everything will be alright,

Be aware,

Don’t give into despair,

Hope it there,

Hope is near,

To be there for you in time of need,

Until you are ready to succeed,

Free the light,

End the darkness,

And soon you’ll be free,

Free to live,

Free to be alive,

Free to be who you are inside.

My next guest

I’m excited to announce the return of my dear friend, Lucille Dorothy. I will soon be posting her next piece.

Today is National Widow's Day.

 Today is National Widow's Day.
I would like to welcome my guest, Denise Muir to my blog. She has so graciously given me permission to share her segment on widowhood this morning. This is an excellent write up, and I am proud to have her today as my guest.
Thank you, Denise

Grieving is hard, and continual, it doesn't ever really stop or go away.  You don't just "Get over it." You don't stop loving your spouse, just because you have decided you can't live life in a hole.
Loving again gives you some happiness. It doesn't take away the loss of what should have been, or the pain of what they are missing, the pain of what you know your children are missing.
For some reason people believe you can love more than one of your kids at a time, but that if you meet someone else you must have stopped loving your spouse.
Honestly, if it worked that way it would make life so much easier. How do you fall out of love with the person who was your other half, your partner in crime, the person who shared their life, shared their kids, and had children with you? You just don't.  It doesn't mean you love less the next time around, only differently.
Widows, we've learned a lot. We expect a lot. We've had parts of our lives that were perfect, we want that.  We've had parts that weren't perfect. We want that to be different this time around.
We've learned to live alone and take care of ourselves, therefore we don't need someone to take care of us. That doesn't mean we don't want someone to take care of and share our lives with. It is a choice, a hard one,  and it takes two very strong people to make it work.
There is always judgment. We did things too fast. We did things too slow. We did something stupid, something you wouldn't have done if you were us.  The thing is, we just want to make it through, to learn how to make it without them.  To learn how to be happy,  without being torn apart and judged for our choices. Our biggest, most important choice was taken away from us. Being a widow is not the choice we would have made. Being happy is a choice WE can make.
Please think of that when you decide we're not being a widow the way YOU would do it.
Be thankful that you don't know for sure.
Kiss you spouse. Pick up their socks. Wipe up the tooth paste. Be thankful you don't have to know how you would be a widow.

Denise Muir

The Lady...Her King...Her Destiny

                                 The Lady...Her King...Her Destiny


 She was gentle...she was beautiful.  She was intelligent...she was strong!

He was wild...he was brash. He was intelligent...he was strong!

He snatched her from danger and then saw her eyes. They were deep...and then deeper!

She did not speak and he gently kissed her. "No I am to be married! Do not kiss me again"

"Yes my dear Lady as I will then lose my heart."

They traveled to safety. Her King ever grateful! He spoke to the knight and taught him of love.

"If you are not afraid of anything then you will find no joy....for all that is worthwhile is why you must fight!"

These words took their home in his heart that had opened and he became loved by the King as he prospered.

The Lady watched from afar this sweet yet bold man. Her heart was confused as she now loved two men.

Love is a mystery as it seeks destination. It journeys..it flies..it reaches...it roots! It changes the soul. Its pain is its growth!

And so with the Lady it traveled to her knight! His heart so unshackled they fell to embrace. She cried for confusion yet knew she must go! The King was betrayed broken and angry! To God he said "forgive me" as he doomed both their fates.

When out came a traitor to usurp his Kingdom and he remembered what he taught Lancelot! " One can't truly love without realizing it may be lost! It is then not love."

King Arthur knelt to the traitor to take him off guard. Then stood with his sword and commanded his army to take back what they loved!

Camelot was restored!

Lancelot slayed the traitor.

The  Lady sat by her dying King. She told him she loved him as love is far reaching and he told her he knew as she brought warmth and life to his heart.

While crossing over he looked to Lancelot. "You must protect your Lady as she has a great soul and remember to love so you will always have light. There is no joy without knowledge of possibly losing what you hold so dear! Be steadfast!"

The love of the Lady changed two men's hearts!

As I said "Love is far reaching...it shares and it grows by its pain which brings joy."

Camelot now was not just a place! It was now their home!


Lucille Dorothy for her own 'Sex and my City'
9/18/16