Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places

Hunger

There was a time

I knew that no one cared

not enough to seek me out

or listen

not enough to…..

That may be one of my greatest wounds

even now

I experience that not enough

Not enough to ask me how I am

Not enough to read my words

Not enough to say hello

I feel starved for love

Hungry for embodied care

People often tell me

You are special

I care about you

I miss you

but people rarely show it

Rarely give me a hug

Show up for me

And I know

this has been a felt experience

since childhood

So if the care of others is not enough

perhaps

I am not enough

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Jessica P. Mills

I see the world through stories and insights. I have always been a sensitive soul, especially towards nature, people, art, and faith. I spend a lot of time reflecting and finding treasures wherever I can. The two values I live by are beauty and celebration. I hope my blog communicates those two things, seeing beauty where beauty is not often seen and celebrating every aspect of life, the hard and the easy.

4 responses to “Hunger”

  1. maia Avatar
    maia

    <3

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  2. kyrrapage89 Avatar
    kyrrapage89

    wow!! 80Love is not Passive

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  3. pjace19 Avatar
    pjace19

    Everyone is enough. But there are some who are not shown love enough.🤔

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    1. Jessica P. Mills Avatar
      Jessica P. Mills

      True

      Reply

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An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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