Sunday Poetry

Dreaming...

How does it feel

to know you're not real.

Just an image, a face

trying to learn your place.

Do you know that

you fade in and out.

Afraid to stay too long

afraid to belong.

Like ice on the ground

you crack when you're down.

But you melt my heart

setting you apart.

Real or dreaming

I can never tell.

Would you be there

if I fell?

- K. Pettit

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Weekend Ponderings

I often sit and random little thoughts pop into my head, and somehow I manage to make sense of them - this poem is one such pondering...

Question

So many times I've stumbled and fallen through my days,

having to hide my thoughts,

to cast them away.

The thought of you tears at me,

my heart always aches,

only to remember we are strangers,

longing turns to self hate.

I want to cry, I want to smile,

to believe there was a reason,

for my thoughts of you,

to change with the season's.

- KaylenePettit2016

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Time

As I sit drinking my coffee and feeling the autumn sun warm my feet, I looked at the time and realised it was time to stop daydreaming and get my kid ready for school. That thought then of course turned into how much our lives are ruled by time.  We have to be here, be there, don't be late, don't be too early. Its like a rat maze that we are stuck in. Over and over the same old thing.
So why do we do it, is it taught, is it routine?
I'm sure someone knows the answer but its not me. All I know is I can't finish my coffee, I have to find a matching pair of socks from the depths of the sock basket...

xx Kaylene

Equality

Women want equality, yet we don't treat each other as equals...

I will never understand why women are so horrible to each other.  I personally don't get it and normally I would just 'meh' and continue on.  But this morning I was scrolling my newsfeed and here is a post on a group page, posted by one of the members.  I'm won't go into specifics but it seemed to me it was just out to start trouble, though worded innocent enough.  

It basiclly called out a particular bunch of ladies on the way they post pictures to the group wall, apparently the thought was offensive and the comments started to roll in.  I couldn't believe what I was reading, seriously?

There was clear line that was being crossed, and the accuser and commenters then ensued with comments that had a clear moral highground undertone.

So what I want to know is this?

Why the hell should anyone care how someone else posts a picture to a group wall? with exceptions the the group creator and admin.  

Why the hell are your comments judgemental and rude?

And I hate to break it to you, but we are all the same!

This kind of stuff is the reason I steer clear of drama as much as possible and have a small circle of friends.  I sometimes wish I was a guy, so I could tune about the bullshit and get on with life.

So just a few words for the ladies who like to belittle and judge everyone!

Get over it!  

I think the classic quote - if you don't have something nice to say then don't say it,  applies in every way!

It's too easy to start shit fights on facebook and we all should stop and look at what you are encouraging.

We want equality as women, then perhaps we should start acting like adults and not highschoolers!

Rant over!

I hope you all have a glorious day and you stand tall, don't take anyones' shit, leave the judgemental comments at the door and be nice to each other!

It ain't that hard!

xx Kaylene

Accepting yourself may just be the hardest thing you will ever do.

I learnt a valuable life lesson today, its okay to love yourself, the way you are.

It all started when I saw a video a friend had shared.  It was a just a guy sending a message to all women (but I think its to everyone out there), that your husbands, wives, partners - they love you the way you are and we need to realise it's not a lie!  

My husband loves my curves so why shouldn't I?  

Every Wednesday we take our daughter for a swimming lesson at the local pool - Grandma is a great teacher. Grandma always wears her cosie, and never wears shorts.  

Normally I would have covered up.  I always wear boardshorts & a tankini or one-piece swimsuit, I've only ever gone without shorts once in my life.  Well today was number 2! If Grandma can be confident enough at almost 70 then why can't I?

I wore my 2 piece bikini, & no coverup & there were people there!

Because I realised something this morning while getting ready, I didn't need to cover up.  I'm not overweight, or so pale I'd burn to a crisp in 2 seconds.  Yes I have a bit of a baby belly, I have stretch marks on my thighs, I'm not tanned and I'm in no way "skinny".  But why do those things matter so much? My husband, the man who loves me and has seen me at my worst, still looks at me like he did the day we met 15 years ago (the this chick is crazy look is still there too!)  It made me look at myself in the mirror in a new way.

I want to teach our daughter to love herself, her weird ways, her quirks, her personality & her body. Because I think we all should.  Confidence is an amazing trait to have, it gives you motivation, a no fear attitude and just makes you happier in general.

With so much hate in the world at the moment I think it's high time to spread that love, starting with yourself!  You just need to ask  yourself one question, do you feel loved?   Of course you are! Your beautiful! 

So love yourselves lovelies & let others see just how amazing you are!

xx Kaylene

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