Where is she?
I can barely feel her,
But in my mind’s eye,
I see her clearly.
She, the fearless, strong, determined one who has been instrumental in meeting all my life’s goals and achievements.
She stands tall, her eyes facing forward, her shoulders squared, with her hands placed on her hips in that sassy, ‘move out of my way’ manner of hers.
She is who I want to be.
She opens her arms wide and says, “Come back. I’ve never left you.”
I realize that she is me, and I am her, and
she has been here all along.
Longing for us to be together once again.