Jumpin' Off the Edge

Calling upon words to help me clear my head, dispel the hate welling up inside. Fractured thoughts swirling in my mind as tears roll down my cheeks I do not hate; It is not what I am about. Yet today, I find myself filled with so much ugliness It hurts me inside. It will be over soon; I can do this on my own. Yet even so, I wonder why I have so much revulsion for I have found my voice. He will have someone at his side Prompting him on what is best. Alone never seemed so scary, so daunting Distrust of what will be. Even as I ride the wave of the negative I know I am powerful knowing I can conquer anything because of the positive energy that surrounds me. And with that realization, I take a deep breath. Expend a few more tears. And know it will be over soon.

My Facebook profile picture. So many people commenting on my beauty. My emotions runneth over ... When I was younger, I remember crying every time my picture was taken. Somewhere in the past few years, I started having fun with taking pictures with others. Selfies with my girls have become a tradition. We take at least one every time we are together. Selfies with strangers bring smiles to all involved. A couple of weeks ago, I asked my friend who was getting into photography if she would be willing to take some pictures of what 50 looks like on me. What I thought would be photos showing the fun-loving, positive woman I am, showed so much more than I was expecting. As I looked at them, I was overcome with emotion.  Tears fell as I saw the journey I have been on this last year symbolized in the pictures. From the messy, yet beautiful, graffiti-laced  location of the shoot to the editing of the photos, Michell Bowers went behind my smile captured all of me…the confidenc