When I can't find the right words

On struggling to write and the poems I found this week along the way

Hello Beautiful Human,

We made it to Friday and I am absolutely exhausted. My older sister who lives in San Francisco visited with her family this week and it was a true delight to spend time with her two boys and husband. The whole week turned into a family reunion of sorts and I had the most wonderful time with my sisters and nephews as we adventured through each day. Watching my sisters’ children breathe and grow — laugh and delight — learn and dance — was such a pure gift. Also – holy heck, it exhausted me.

I wrote a few different — and mostly terrible — pieces for you this week. It was almost as if my entire being was so enthralled by being an auntie that I had nothing left to give — at least, no elegant complete sentences to eloquently string together. So, this week, after trying over and over again to find the right words — the perfect words — I settled for what I did have to offer instead of what was clearly eluding me. So, this week, I am offering a short batch of poems instead…