My whole life changed
on a weekend cruise
when my fear and worry
were thrown overboard.
What was supposed to
a simple vacation that
brought me and my other
half together overturned.
At first, we were torn
apart but thankfully it
only took a couple talks to
bring us closer than before.
She’s still falling apart
from a choice she made
two years ago, punishing
herself for her decision.
At the same time, my
seams have been fixed;
I’ve met the tailor that
mends our heart’s tears.
He holds me together
as my family is hanging
by a single thread with
brokenness on the horizon.
I was the one who
pointed out the fraying,
and I pray I am the one to
help to repair the fabric.
I have found my voice,
it was there all along
but had been reduced to
a whisper by the enemy.
Now I scream out the
dysfunctional ties of
our tethering family
so they stop unraveling.
The process of restoring
will be a grueling one,
but if we work together
our bonds can be fixed.
The first step was finding
myself away from my life
and returning renewed
and ready for change.