The quiet calm

The quiet calm levied my mind after several sorted attempts to quiet my thoughts quiet the traumatic events I sprung into action complete medication management while continuing to journal losing time hours I supposed turned into days as talk therapy riveted a downward spiral picking myself up somewhere between love and hope balanced by the creation of joy one of my fondest words after all I am named joy six grand daughters named joy one daughter and my lovely cousin i created joy as my theme for surviving I am Africa's joy I am a rainbow tribe of joy spirited souls of Italian Cherokee women from the trail of tears I often reflex on my ancestors how many tears to create a river streams flowing throughout the mid west my tears became from a lessor place as hope sprang up from threads woven into a quilt of love I began to remember to love myself more to remember the women of my Cherokee tribe today knowing I've come along way after begging god to allow me to end my own life before my stalkers killers violent offenders and identity thieves got the chance what a beautiful blessing the violent offender who tried to kill me after the help of my church family i relocated the victims in her path are enormous blood was everywhere as she stabbed five persons over a jealous phone call you could hear her scream I'm going to kill him taking down victims slashing women men finally captured serving four years after over 20 violent convictions a severe repeat violent offender actually jealous of me one of my ex husbands cult females like one of Charles Mansons females thank you Jesus for protecting me from these violent offender I AM SAFE I AM AFRICA'S JOY