Teela Hart

Surviving Domestic Violence


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Water Spray


 

Baileys, a picnic basket, and 81 degrees of wonder and sunshine filled my day in the backyard where the water spray smack dab in the middle of the pond mesmerized. It’s easy to forget where I’ve been and all that I’ve lived through when gazing on such tranquil beauty. The need for anything at all was outweighed by the tender kiss of the sun on my face forming new memories filled with the promises of peace and a happy future.

I’m hard pressed to think back on the misery of my past life today and I’m thankful for that.