I have the best job in the world! I paint and write poetry every day. When my shift ends, I go home and do the same thing. I have envisioned this kind of life for as long as I can remember and now it’s actually real. I am so fortunate to get to do the things I love.
At one of our recent writer’s groups at work, we had the prompt “what’s worth the risk?” I immediately thought of my daughter. She was a high-risk pregnancy due to a medication I take. Here’s the poem I wrote:
The Risk in the Storm
A tear-soaked past
and a broken brain
were met with resilience
and an abundance of love.
The idea of you
was met with resistance –
the biggest risk
in the smallest package.
You came into this world
in lightning and thunder.
It was the longest night –
out of the darkness came your light.
You were once a dream out of reach
but now I lift you up
to taste the stars
grounded in my purpose.
Six years of giggles and tears,
six years to the moon and back.
You can fall down but get back up
because I promise my love is for life.
You’re the littlest girl
with the biggest heart
and brightest smile.
Let your storm change your world.
Now it’s your turn — what’s worth the risk?