Thank You, Mother Nature

Thank You, Mother Nature

An ode to the motherly force, who enables the sun to radiate on our cloudiest days

Dear mother nature,

There is not a place to where I may begin to express my adoration for the simple magic you practice throughout the four seasons. While lying on my navy blue, cotton blanket beneath the warm summer sun, I’ve decided to write to you in regards to my appreciation. It is because of you that I am lying here; toes brushed against the soft grass, my neck being caressed by the sun; enjoying myself thoroughly on this pleasant Saturday afternoon. While resting here, I’ve conjured up a list of thank yous, because really, you deserve it for all of life’s beauty that you’ve granted society for the past eternity.

Thank you for..

1. The sound of swaying leaves when there’s a breeze.

2. The shimmering glitter that sleeps on the frosted ground immediately following the first snowfall.

3. The aroma of freshly fallen rain.

4. The sound of dead leaves crunching beneath teal rainboots along the sidewalk.

5. The beauty of a dandelion’s petals scattering across the lawn when wished upon.

6. The mesmerizing ripples of a thriving body of water when imprinted by touch.

7. Morning fog that hugs the lake alongside dewed grass for early morning runs.

8. When puffy clouds paint a pale blue sky.

9. The breathtaking leaves on trees that somehow decease each fall, but magically revive each spring.

10. Melodious birds.

11. The feel of soft, sun kissed grass beneath newly painted toes.

12. The melody of dismal rain drops slamming against the roof and it’s windows.

13. The sweet smell of greenery when a neighbor is snipping away at their lawn.

14. The verses of waves violently crashing against the shore line while the sun embraces the horizon each night.

15. Bunnies that frolic in the yard and eat away at weed stems.
16. The split second after I’ve been sitting in the sun for a while and open my eyes to see my surroundings as a dull painting.

17. Ominous clouds and air immediately before and following of a storm break.

18. The sensation of sunlight massaging my body, leaking into every stressed pore.

19. Kissing our gardens and the plants that thrive within them to nurture and nourish their roots.

20. The sound of a street puddle being driven through immediately following a refreshing rain shower.

Thank you mother nature, for healing us all when we are distressed, ill, exhausted. I am sending gratitude your way in the most humble way.

Thank you.
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Everything You Will Miss If You Commit Suicide

The world needs you.

You won’t see the sunrise or have your favorite breakfast in the morning.

Instead, your family will mourn the sunrise because it means another day without you.

You will never stay up late talking to your friends or have a bonfire on a summer night.

You won’t laugh until you cry again, or dance around and be silly.

You won’t go on another adventure. You won't drive around under the moonlight and stars.

They’ll miss you. They’ll cry.

You won’t fight with your siblings only to make up minutes later and laugh about it.

You won’t get to interrogate your sister's fiancé when the time comes.

You won’t be there to wipe away your mother’s tears when she finds out that you’re gone.

You won’t be able to hug the ones that love you while they’re waiting to wake up from the nightmare that had become their reality.

You won’t be at your grandparents funeral, speaking about the good things they did in their life.

Instead, they will be at yours.

You won’t find your purpose in life, the love of your life, get married or raise a family.

You won’t celebrate another Christmas, Easter or birthday.

You won’t turn another year older.

You will never see the places you’ve always dreamed of seeing.

You will not allow yourself the opportunity to get help.

This will be the last sunset you see.

You’ll never see the sky change from a bright blue to purples, pinks, oranges and yellows meshing together over the landscape again.

If the light has left your eyes and all you see is the darkness, know that it can get better. Let yourself get better.

This is what you will miss if you leave the world today.

This is who will care about you when you are gone.

You can change lives. But I hope it’s not at the expense of yours.

We care. People care.

Don’t let today be the end.

You don’t have to live forever sad. You can be happy. It’s not wrong to ask for help.

Thank you for staying. Thank you for fighting.

Suicide is a real problem that no one wants to talk about. I’m sure you’re no different. But we need to talk about it. There is no difference between being suicidal and committing suicide. If someone tells you they want to kill themselves, do not think they won’t do it. Do not just tell them, “Oh you’ll be fine.” Because when they aren’t, you will wonder what you could have done to help. Sit with them however long you need to and tell them it will get better. Talk to them about their problems and tell them there is help. Be the help. Get them assistance. Remind them of all the things they will miss in life.

For help, call 1-800-273-TALK (8255).

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Poetry On Odyssey: Some Days

A poem that reminds you that you're not alone.


Some days,

You dread the sound of your alarm. You snooze and snooze and snooze and snooze.

When you finally pull yourself out of bed, pressed time forces you to throw on stained sweats

you find yourself chugging a cup of coffee.

You sit on the couch and contemplate calling out of work

You caught the stomach bug,

Or perhaps the flu,

Maybe you broke your collar bone

Or need a new phone

The endless list of excuses repeats through your head as you sit on the couch, wishing you were still in bed.

It takes every ounce

Every breath

Every fiber of your being to pull yourself off the couch

And into the car

And into the building where you work

Some days,

This is just how it goes

You are not alone.

Some days,

You awake to the beautiful sound of birds

Chirping outside your window

The sun sneaks its way into your room

A smile creeps across your face as you realize you are awake to see a new day

You make a good breakfast

You read a few pages of your favorite book

You get your mind ready for the things it will accomplish today

Before you know it you've worked an entire day

Your job is done

As you pull into your driveway,

you take a few breaths

Feeling grateful for another meaningful day.

Some days,

This is how it goes

You are not alone.

Every day is a gamble,

Every day is a gift

The key to getting more good days

Is believing that everyday is one.

You are not alone, this is just how it goes.

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