The Walk

THE WALK

 by Clairel Estevez

Come with me,

Let’s walk towards the Sun.

The roam seems far away–

I promise, is not long.

But if by chance,

You get tired along the way

Please, do not hold back,

And rest easy on my chest.

And listen to my heart–

The things it wants to say.

It says…..

“I love you, 

   I love you”

With every beat, it makes.

Life’s little tests

Life was brought to a screeching halt here in my world recently as a close family member landed themselves in the hospital. This of course is never a planned thing, so the shock of it sent me for a loop. I wanted to be able to keep my head on straight, to be able to be the rock for my family to lean on since I have some medical experiences.

I work hard to keep my emotions on an even keel these last few years after realizing that I was having a hard time controlling my temper at times. I had gotten so good at this that I was recently wondering if I had turned myself into too cold of a person. Instead of finding a middle ground, I was feeling like I tipped the scales completely. I know that everyone faces different control issues, however I take pride in catching onto my problem area’s so that I can work to make myself a better version of me. I am never prouder of people around me that can notice something that they don’t like about themselves and set to work of improving it to something that they can be proud of instead.

This was the first time in quite some time that I found myself unable to hold it together until I was in a “safe space.” As a matter of fact this time I completely fell apart while at work, caught by a few different co-workers. I am not sure about anyone else, but I get really embarrassed when people see me cry.  I always have. I was never a person to cry growing up. I would get mad, but not cry.

I used to be able to sit in the car and listen to music to force myself to work through my emotions. A few kids ago I would be able to sit and talk with friends alot more and there is nothing better than talk therapy with friends. However over the years with kids, I have gotten busier as have they. The time to sit and hang out has dwindled down tremendously. I need to work on that part.

The situation with my family member started simple, got extremely scary but has luckily taken a turn for the better. I thank my lucky stars for that fact, but it sure has shown me that I still have weaknesses just like every other person.

        As long as I am not crying in front of coworkers, I guess I am ok with that.