Reaching for you I can’t reach far enough Calling for you You can’t hear my voice Skin gray, cold sweaty Hunched, squatting, unconscious Found you baby boy You were 40 but my baby I watched you stop breathing My heart almost stopped beating Called 911 they came quickly 3 shots of Narcan brought you Back to me, I wanted to hug you I wanted to beat you at the same time It was a horrific sight to see But worse was seeing your babies Their reactions, tears flowing Down their little innocent faces That day I seen you leave I never wanted any other mom Any other children to witness That day you drew a line in the sand I had to choose my grandchildren Over my child, you were grown They were babies, broke my heart Cried enough to water the lawn Thankfully you got help, you needed That was five years ago, now clean Now Daddy in full force, present Overdosed seven times, brought back Praying for all who suffer addiction Praying for family members, effected Please reach out if you are in this space I too was an addict. Clean for 41 years I have been on both sides of the fence I know a really good recovery program It worked but I understand the person Has to be ready to commit themselves CDK 4-28-2026

Who’s up late on this Saturday night… 🌙✨ Tonight’s New Moon in Aries is associated with themes of initiation, independence, and forward movement. Aries is traditionally ruled by Mars, which is linked to action, drive, and assertion. This moon phase can support clearing out what feels stagnant and refocusing on personal direction. 🌑 RELEASE What is draining you? What are you outgrowing? What is not working? 🌑 CLEAR What thoughts are looping? What are you overcomplicating? 🌑 REFOCUS What 3 things actually matter right now? What are your top 3 priorities? What needs your energy? 🌑 RESET Who are you becoming? What habits align with you? What path would you choose if you trusted yourself? Write it. Release it. Realign and Redesign your goals and your life.✨🌑🔮 Happy Journaling Share anything you’d like below ⬇️⬇️⬇️

What I’ve been thinking about lately is my dreams—and how funny it is that when you feel emotionally safe, old stuff will come up. For me, it shows up in dreams. And boy, do I dream—a whole lot. My dreams are like movies: full-color, recurring characters that appear in different sequences and forms. Often, they’re in first-person perspective, a lot like a Stanley Kubrick film. Dreams don’t necessarily mean anything; sometimes you’re just processing and putting away the library books. But it is jolting to have a dream about an old reality or a circumstance that couldn’t be. What’s one thing you’ve dreamt about lately?