You Are the Wilderness

You are the wilderness in me,

uncharted and untamed.

Your tenderness crashes like a river around my heart

and your words spike the mountains of my heartbeat.

You are the freedom of the ocean

whispering inside my wanderlust soul.

You help me discover things about myself

like paths not yet taken through the trees of my past.

You touch every piece of me with an unfathomable love

like the sun caressing the first new growth of spring

and coaxing it from the earth.

I come into my own,

wild and free,

new life breathed into me

by a love I’ve never known before.


To Be Free

I was encouraged to post this to my blog by someone I met last summer who has quickly become an important person in my life – the sister I never had.

I want to preface this by saying that I have Cystic Fibrosis (CF) which is a genetic lung disease for which there is no cure. CF is a suffocating disease – both literally and figuratively. My life has always been restricted and dictated by CF. My physical activity is limited and I have no idea what it’s like to fill my lungs with a deep breath. I have a routine of medications I have to do in the morning and the evening and there are numerous appointments to go to. There are various pieces of medical equipment that have to be cleaned, maintained, and replaced and a never ending list of prescriptions that need to be refilled at the pharmacy.

I had a sort of epiphany recently that allowed a few things in my life to fall into place and make sense to me like they never had before. Continue reading