Sit in solitude

Disconnection

It was a sense of being alone.
Without mother, without father, without child.
Umbilical connections of significance.
Missing.

All the while.

Another disconnection was taking place.
Mentally.
Emotionally.
Physically.

Even Spirit was threatening; “Leave her“.

 

Sue McKay
Loving life as I boldly go where I've never been before. I'm a writer, photographer, and business owner of Kick It To Me Enterprises with a Grand-Canyon-sized vision involving my Nikon, sport, and my blog.

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