Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places

Losing my Religion

I once thought of You

every second

of every day

A recipe of adoration

fear

and codependency

somehow supporting me

keeping me alive

while also

stifling

my identity

You consumed me

once

But now

I hardly think of You

except in fleeting moments

Sometimes I wonder

if You are

the air I breathe

or the flowers I see

or even the loving words of others

but I don’t live my life for You

I just live my life

and I haven’t been struck down

I am still kind

I am more me

than I was

when I thought of You

Life has just continued

even with the loss of You

It’s both odd

and so ordinary

I don’t even hear You anymore

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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.

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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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