In the Mirror

Sometimes I look in the mirror, just to see compassion in someone’s eyes.

I look long into the sorrow in my weeping friends demise. Sometimes I talk to myself in the mirror, just so someone will listen to me.

I listen close to the hidden words breaking.

Sometimes I smile in the mirror, just to see I’m not alone. The smile speaks softly, it’s okay to carry on your own. Sometimes I remember who I see in the mirror,

and that hope is more than I can bare.

R.D. Jess

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Hi, I am R.D. Jess. I am a christian writer and postpartum doula. My relationship with my God is not a religion but a state of who I am. I love being there for others and find that writing the hard truth is the best way to make people feel less alone.

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