And she laid there. With her chin nestled on the pillow that was rolled up under her neck. She was starring off into the realm of her fitted sheet, with so much wonder and a bucket full of little trinkets dancing around in her head.
She’s removing the toxins from her life, she no longer has room for them. Her burdens are lifted off of her like a feather blowing in the wind. She sends them back to those who gave them to her.
After all, they weren’t hers to begin with.
“You can have them back because I don’t want them anymore. They are yours to keep and forever yours they shall stay,” she firmly declared.
It was then she drifted off to sleep.
-Jenn
Reclaiming My Sanity 