Reposted - Oct 16, 2014 - ODE TO TRAUMA

It was one of those days where everything was going well -- until it wasn't. After snit throwing (on both our parts, I admit), recalibrating, re-regulating, and reconnecting, I was patting TK to sleep and this composed itself in my head.

Another ordinary day
Things were going pretty well
Then trauma reared its ugly head
and it all went to hell

Really can't say what started it
Can't say what it's about
When trauma rears its ugly head
it does it with a shout

"I hate this kid and that one too
I wish that they were dead!"
Common things you often hear
when trauma rears it head

Can't problem solve or logic it
You have to understand
when trauma rears its ugly head
you have to hold its hand

Sit in the fear, sit in the pain
breathe deep and just hold on
Your TK really needs you now
You cannot turn and run

That child is scared, they feel alone
unworthy and unloved
Show trauma that it's full of lies
defeat it with your love.

It's crazy hard, this path we're on
It seems we're never done
But as long as I have words to share
You're not in this alone.



Sending you all a little grace, and being grateful for the grace you return.