Things often need to fall apart and fall down in order to feel empowered. A tree had fallen in their courtyard but there was not much to say about it. Stuff happens.
She herself had fallen recently and yet she felt like a champion. You have to get bruised sometimes to get back up. And come out stronger. She went over to the tree and touched it lightly while she smiled. Everything was going to be ok. It just had to. Time to lift herself up and move on. She packed everything up and boarded the bus ending up 3,000 miles away with free space in her soul.
Categories: Psychology, society, women, writing prompt
Living Again True
Life is Wonderful
Green LiVES ON..:)