Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on whole.
There isn't a thing you can add to your life
that will make you whole.
If you are feeling incomplete
like your parts are not adding up
there isn't a person in this world that can fix that.
This is the one thing in life that you need to take care of,
all by yourself.
If you rely on your precious little faces,
what happens when they start their own version of their family?
If you rely on your person, what happens if they leave first?
If you rely on your job, your career, what happens when you finally move on?
How will you be defined, what piece will you feel is now missing?
This is on you.
This is your responsibility.
To fill you full.
To build a life
and to complete yourself.
To find out who you are
what you desire
how you accomplish
how you build yourself.
No person, no home, no job, no amount of money will define you.
No person, no home, no job, no amount of money will make you.
It is up to me,
and me alone.
Because when you are whole,
you are just plain you.
What a beautiful poem. Love it!