Author: melissamoncada
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Irretrievably broken…?
I dare not measure my heart against yours. Yours is the measure of a man that is complete. That has no need of me and yet I cry out in the night for your want of me. I would take all the pain in your heart and carry it in mine. I would do it…
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Blackout
I stepped out of the shower today and stood in front of the foggy mirror for awhile. Trying to make myself out in the distortion. I stood until slowly the fog turned into sweat dripping down and soon I emerged. I realized how often I look in the mirror but I never really look at…
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Foggy Clarity
It seems that fog is this necessary part of the ecosystem that God has created. So often my life seems full of fog. I remain unable to see in front of me or even that which stands within me. My blessings and the love of those around me. I have allowed a fog to hover…
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Entre Montaña y Valle
It’s been many days since Colombia. I started to write while there but there wasn’t time. I was left incomplete and needing more. For legal reasons I can’t yet return, knowing me you can already imagine. But I’ve dreamt many nights of that house perched just above that blue lagoon. It is now in my…
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But Now…..
It seems impossible to fly into this city and not think of you. To feel the wind on my face and not think of that first time I saw you standing in the freezing cold waiting for me. Time has made me less susceptible to the nostalgia of those memories. So while I remember that…
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Pearls and Paints
One ear filled with music and the other open to the melody of the rain falling on the canvas umbrella that covers me. The words tonight seeking to let out. My music and movie selection always opening doors typically shut. I have begun my confession, finding love and acceptance instead of the judgment I have…
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Waiting for the War to end.
Today’s enemy could be tomorrow’s love
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European Echoes
It’s time I’m honest. I started this blog as a way to record my hearts thoughts as they happen on these solo trips and yet somehow during this trip as I attempt to put my fingers to the keys I become stumped. Not because of the adventure itself but rather because instead of being a…
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Never ending Journey
Shall we begin….there have been times I have wanted to start these posts like a stewardess on an aircraft. Advising of the dangers ahead as well as the exit locations and life jackets. There are moments…small moments where sadness can creep. Sometimes its on a mountaintop others its in the back pew of a synagogue.…
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Return to you…Return to me
I’m not supposed to be here today. I’m meant to be somewhere else now. There is nowhere to go where you are not and yet this air and these roads make my throat swollen and unable to swallow the truth of your absence. The passing of time has made nothing easier. It has only made…
MeliGoesRogue 