Mama.

You taught me how to be kind, even when there’s too much on my mind.

You showed me that during depression, there’s still joy that I can find.

You revealed through actions, the love you had inside.

You explained that moving on is something we decide.

You told me to slow it all down and not worry so much about the time.

You said expecting too much from someone, made me unkind,

to them and myself,

because you can’t get anywhere if you’re putting yourself on a shelf.

–S.