Harsh Reality

There is no growth in your comfort zone, and no comfort in your growth zone.

Perhaps I did not speak clearly
And lost my meaning in the words
Isn’t it strange how we face life dearly
Not knowing just how much it hurts

I live on a farm. Most of you who are reading this post know that, because it’s something that I’ve talked about often. I knew that it would be hard and that it wouldn’t be something easily done.

You’d think I would have been able to prepare myself a little better and I thought I had. Especially after two and a half years and counting, but I wasn’t ready.

Not by a long shot.

I’m still not ready and I doubt I will ever reach the point where every single loss, no matter which type of animal, doesn’t cut into the strangely still soft heart I possess.

But if I didn’t keep trying, then I don’t think I would be able to keep going at all. Giving up, giving in, has never really been a part of my personality.

Well…

I’m not going to add it to my list of character traits now.

Because all of those that I have lost deserve better from me than just being memories that I run from.

(In other news, I have learned how to perform CPR on small mammals. It should be noted that if they aren’t revived within 10 minutes, it’s too late.

But that doesn’t mean it will always be too late.)

This small poem and accompanying ramble was brought to you by Dungeon Prompt: Defined by a Quote.

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About martha0stout

I like to read and write and hang out with my family and friends. I currently live on a farm and all that such a living entails.
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6 Responses to Harsh Reality

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  2. That’s a hard life – to see life and death on an ongoing basis and embrace it. Thanks for sharing.

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    • martha0stout says:

      It might be hard, but I’ve found that I enjoy life out here with all my animals. I love them and I will miss those I lose, but I would have never gotten the chance to know them without this life.

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  3. Oliana says:

    I love that quote and your poem! My best friend of 45 years has always lived on a farm most of her life. There is a wisdom and way of accepting nature’s limits that can , at first glance, seem cold but she and her husband cared for their animals in a practical way, if that makes sense. I can only imagine this new lifestyle can be rewarding as much as challenging.

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