Drops of Inspira

I started May coming out of a downward spiral.  I felt like I was in the bottom of a well and couldn't see where I was, but things are taking perspective.  As a result, I've made May the month of recharging both physically and mentally. This means working on all the side projects that have been pushed by the wayside. All the embroidery bracelet ideas, discarded crochet projects, attempts at drawing and the notches I've put in my TBR (to-be-read) pile are fair game this month. It's been good.  Sometimes you need to realize that hitting bottom isn't necessarily a bad thing. Hitting bottom means the only way out is up.  Which brings me to this month's poetry prompt. Please feel free to use the above prompt to make your own creative thing. We've all had those moments of life where we've felt empty. Like we have nothing left. Those moments where we've felt like quitting. For me, this was the entire half of last month.  Here is my response: If you feel you

Once upon a time, in a land not far away, there lived a little girl and her older sister. This older sister was everything to the little girl. When she smiled, the little girl would smile. It was a sign that everything was all right.  Then one day the older sister went away. The little girl didn't understand why. All she knew was that the world was darker than it was before. After a while, the sister came back, but she wasn't as before. There was something wrong. Something the little girl couldn't put her finger on.  There were conversations with mommy and the older sister that got steadily louder and louder until the little girl had to go outside because the conversations made her shake inside. Something was wrong, but the little girl didn't understand what it was.  A few years passed and the little girl got older. The older sister had left a while back, her new love drugs and alcohol. When the little girl got to see her older sister, she didn't know her. Thi