Author: JJ Taylor

Many have shared that I am the strongest woman they know. I would disagree... when life kicks you in the teeth there is only one place to look and that is UP! I will be sharing my poetry, random thoughts, my hopes, my dreams, defining my strength and my faith. I'm honest, raw and real. I'm writing more for me, but perhaps someone will find my words that will help you in a profound way

What tattoo do you want and where would you put it?

I have a lot of tattoos one of them on my shoulder is of a cardinal because I love Cardinals and I have a mosaic between my daughter and an abstract on my hip and then I have one that is on my foot which is excruciatingly painful but it says send me a scripture verse I actually am thinking I’m missing some lol

Yes, and I have a turtle on my back

You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?

I would say train or car because I cannot ride a bike for any length of time and nobody would like my displeasure with my nether regions getting sore and I would go on an airplane but right now I’m almost spooked with all of them that keep falling out of the sky. I know I know I’m weirdo, but I’m just saying 

How Do You Measure A Life well spent?

Joy

Latin music

Deep conversations

Support

Sunshine on your face

Great friends

Amazing food

Laughter

What if’s turned into “I can’s”

Dreams with a plan

Quiet solitude

Open sea

Beautiful people everywhere

Peaceful Refections

Too many vodka tonics with extra limes

Hustle & bustle of crowds

Umbrellas with no sun ray protection

Baby jelly fish stinging the hell out of ALL of us and yet we stayed

OUCH! A common call out with jelly fish stings & yet we stayed

Irreverent conversations

21 year olds with swagger

Secrets spilled… 58 min

I love you all

JJ Taylor

Love those who love you back, just as you are

Suffocating

Every night sleep deprived

Every day was a battle

Woke every night 3-4 times by him

Every morning 1-2 hours driving

Every evening 1-2 hours home

On auto pilot

No air in the canister of life

Suffocating

Laying in bed, he refused to fight

Gave up on life a long, long time ago

Then the death blows came

Back to back to back to back

My people were gone. Where did that leave me

ANGRY

Anger so hot it scorched the earth

Rage gave way to despair.

This is my life? This is my life? This?

Suffocating

Listening to the pretend “I’m fine” as He made the air look oh so important

The bed, the drugs, all that he needed and pined for

Every day a battle

My own personal hell

no one was there to save me, but me

Suffocating

I started to become the frog in the pot that started to get so comfortable I would boil to death

Suffocating

I could not take one more day

Loss, denial, redemption-not so much

Scars remain, but also relief

I feel air in my lungs

We are going to make it

“Can you hear that?

“Hear what mama?”

“Exactly love absolutely nothing, no yelling, no wiping, no more worrying- just quiet peace”

The Box

I stare at the box before me

Sweat rolls off the tip of my nose

The voice inside my head screams

“I can’t”

“I can’t do it”

These thoughts in my head

“I’m not nimble”

“I’m too heavy”

“I’ll twist an ankle”

Time is ticking

Still staring at the box

A tap on my shoulder startles me

“You can do this, put the dumbbell down and just step up. One foot at a time. You can DO THIS”

The box, my nemesis

I growl and clap my hands

Silencing the thoughts in my head

Listening to coach and whisper

“I can do this”

Another drip of sweat falls off my nose and then another

I step up

Step down

Step up

Step down

I’m doing the thing

Every fiber & muscles in my legs and glutes are screaming

Burning

Changing

This box is going DOWN

Yes

I

Can

 And

I

Did

 JJ Taylor