The Mire And The Muck

Dear Avie,

I am not sure what I am supposed to do.

I am completely lost without you.

Why did everything have to come crashing down?

The choppy sea that will never stay still.

The waves are taking over me now.

The water tosses up the mire and the muck.

Blinding my view.

Wiping the salt from my eyes.

I will rise up like a lioness.

You will help me rise.

Making me a new.

I will not fail you.

I will be waiting for you.

Xoxo- Mommy