Alone and One of those Days

It's short little pieces like this that remind me of where we've been and how far we've come. They also bring comfort because I know we moved on, we managed and no matter what life may drop in my lap during this journey it will be okay. Even at a very young age my daughters were a very important part of my support team, a very important part of Team Austin.

Written around 2000, '01.

Alone

Alone I am nothing.

I am but one, one of many.

Alone I am empty.

With a heart that seeks empathy.

Alone there is only fear.

Displayed in the form of many tears.

Alone there is only darkness.

There is nothing to take away the harshness.

Alone sorrow will consume me.

Alone is not where I want to be.

One of Those Days

Did you ever have one of those days,

when you didn't know where to turn or what to do?

Did you ever have one of those days,

when no matter how hard you tried, you simply cried and cried?

Did you ever have one of those days,

when you simply couldn't cope, you had lost all hope?

Did you ever have one of those days,

when you prayed and prayed for the wisdom to guide you on your way?

Did you ever have one of those days,

when you suddenly found yourself in uncontrollable grief, with no relief?

I want you to know, you are not alone,

and you share something with me that nobody else knows.

And as I sit with my heart and soul just weeping,

there is the sweet touch of someone who's just two,

with three little words that will get me through, "Mommy, it's okay"