How easy it is to get lost in this place.
This motherhood place.
The shoulds, the coulds, the better do this, can't do that.
How easy it is to lose the bits of you that make you - you.
Falling, failing, losing the fight.
Senses take over.
Feeling the wind, the chill, the rain.
Hearing passing cars.
Tasting the freedom.
Outrunning that black cloud.
Will not let it catch me.
Linking up with IBOT today over at http://essentiallyjess.com/ (sorry about my lame link! Can't figure it out on the iPad!)