I sat in the garden a few weeks postpartum and felt the breeze. Holding my daughter close to my chest wrapped warm in her colorful quilt. My son played. I smiled. Even laughed. There was a lifting here. Happiness I could feel. The early postpartum fog rose half an inch. mere days postpartum, her birth… Continue reading 6 Months Postpartum, Awkward Armfuls & the October Garden
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Limping Wings// A Poem for Staying in Your Life
I had no idea I'd get a rose this big when my little garden began alongside my limping heart on Mother's Day 2018. It just took about four years to bloom this big, but less than that for me to lift my head and love the life I had. My encouragement to you is STAY.… Continue reading Limping Wings// A Poem for Staying in Your Life
Plant Your Feet in Chaos & Change
Garden Lullaby, March 24, 2020 I keep a little book filled with one line prayers, new thought patterns I want to instill, and personal motivation. Before Covid_19, I wrote something to the effect of "I will plant my feet in chaos and change." Even before this crisis, I was feeling as though life was upended… Continue reading Plant Your Feet in Chaos & Change
Son, I Don’t Want to Forget
It was magic. And poetry. Everything lovely. And though last year was wild in its change and surprises, this moment was so quiet and special. We were in our newly renovated home. It was evening and nearing your bedtime. I was in your room, not even half-finished in decor, but I made sure to have… Continue reading Son, I Don’t Want to Forget
Sierra V. Fedorko 