She was sitting quietly in her friend’s house, sipping on supposed calming tea. She had never found those things to work. But she was willing to try anything to give her racing heart a break. It was working double time. As such, she needed to get up and walk around.

She came across her friend’s daughter’s toy laundry. It was adorable and labeled as a small load machine. She laughed at it and wished that her big load of worry, anxiety, and pain could be bundled up and placed therein. She opened its little door and blew into it. And, then her heart slowed down its pace while her shoulder lifted.
Categories: death, mental health, photograph, Psychology, supernatural, women, writing prompt
For All Bells Toiling
iN Turmoil For All
Who Becomes
Employed THiS Way
For Those Who STiLL
Have A Childhood
All The Toys That
Bring Warmth
Dear Miriam
With SMiLES
Beyond All Dreams
For All Those Still
Remembering Play
In Adulthood to Become
A Child Without Worry Again
Yet Surely A Golden Age At Any
Age New Now When the Gold At
Ends of the Rainbows Becomes Yes
Inherent
As Warmth
Healing Within
For Real Anxiety
And Pain Just Fading
Away into Oblivion as
Play Naturally Slays Fear
And Even Pain Yes if ‘Wax on
Wax Off’ Becomes A Practice of PLaY iN LiFE
For It’s True A Hawk Rarely Falls From Skies
A Monkey Rarely Falls From Trees KeY iNDeeD
Every
Day New
Practice Yes
Now to Keep
From Falling Real
Ah Yes And Blogging
Poetry And Other Arts
All Naturally Therapy
to Ascend and Transcend
All Distance Space Time
And A “Matter With Things”
That Anxiety Pain And Yes
Other Wise Depression Rings..:)
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I’m hoping the photograph was taken a long time ago.
What is a toy laundry doing except conditioning a girl to believe that domestic service will be her lot in life ? Nobody would buy a toy washing machine for a boy, would they ?
When our daughters were kids, their toys included stuff like a little white lab coat and a stethoscope.
And blow me down if the big sister didn’t become a doctor and the little sister became a clinical psychologist.
Neither their Mom , nor their Dad are medicos and we certainly didn’t push them in that direction.
But we did set them up for a university education and modelled professional careers.
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