I look in the mirror and I don’t like who I see. I’m not the person I thought I would be. Is age the culprit, motherhood, wifehood or stress of not being me? I don’t know me.
I live each day trying to find my way but I feel lost in the maze of who I’m supposed to be, I can’t find me.
I’m stuck on a leash and I can’t get away; I probably wouldn’t even if I could but I don’t know.
My life controls me and I want the control but taking it may mean I lose what I can’t get back. Fear keeps me here, love makes it strong. So I look in the mirror and I don’t like what I see but who I have chosen to be. I pretend to be strong.
Oh, do I know the feeling! Being human can be the pits. Stronger than you think you are, luv. Grab the leash and give it a jerk and Life will turn around. Tweak its nose, then turn it around again and give it a kick in the butt. Don't forget you're the boss of it!
Or will be again. . .soon. . . Hugs! 'Pea'
In this whimsical, thought-provoking novel, author Armineh Helen Ohanian presents a fantastic vision of how life might look after death. Martha, after attending her own funeral, travels to Planet Heaven
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Or will be again. . .soon. . . Hugs! 'Pea'