- lj1356
The Gift of Surviving by Lauren Jett (LJ)
'Twas the night before Christmas as she walked through the house
she was all alone now, the first year without her spouse
No stockings this year, and no Christmas tree
She thought she’d be stronger, because this year she was free
Free from the violence, the gaslighting, the shame
Was it so wrong that she longed to hear him call her name?
The years weren’t all bad, but the trauma was real
There were times she’d feared death at his hands, but
Tis the season to heal
She let out a cry that turned to a roar
You can’t take my life from me, not anymore!
I am here and I live, trudging through each day
I am choosing to put you behind me
I will make it through this pain
And though this is hard, harder than anything I’ve done
I have faith in my Self
I choose life, I choose love
She whispered to herself,
I love you, you are safe
And a tear of gratitude streamed down her face
Healing is not linear, it ebbs and it flows
Some days are harder than others
This, we survivors know
But we are not alone for we have each other
We are daughters and sisters and friends and mothers
Don’t dim your light, let it shine bright
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night
