I remember, when I was very young, I would sometimes forget to breath.

Just an exhale and nothing further.

I worried that I might go to sleep and not wake up.

Similar to a concern that I might forget to place the gas cap back after fueling.

When I had a child, my breathing became steady.

An unconscious motivation that ensured a corresponding inhale with every exhale.

Now, I am older and my children are far away.

At times, when I exhale, there is comfort and calm.

A quiet that I could stay in with no desire for anything further.

Then I think of you.

And I inhale.


About kbamaxwel

Moving forward every day. Creating and feeding my passion and spirit.

One comment

  1. I lost my breath looking at this picture and gained it only when I glanced at the text…beautiful pair.

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