pain
by Cynth'ya Lewis Reed — Read all 584 poems by Cynth'ya Lewis Reed
Growth is supposed to hurt. And sometimes we have to bust loose the seams of attitudes that cloth us with doubt, shred our dread, and rip our resistance for better ways of living, thinking, sharing, and leading. Expect it to hurt. New birth always hurts.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.