Stacy M. wrote this poem one year after her first postpartum depression (PPD) meltdown/hospitalization.
She wrote it as a reflection of the obstacles she hadn’t expected becoming a mom would entail, including a devastating pregnancy loss.
Despite the deeply wounding obstacles she came across, she never gave up.
She felt so broken during her hospitalization, after which she was able to realize that she could heal and move on and still be a great mom.
She wanted to share this poem with other moms who are on a beautiful, troubled path now or have also traveled a similar path.
Just like her, you may not have expected that becoming a mother–a traditionally happy, joyous occasion–could have any pain or darkness associated with it.
Just like her, you will find that the pain and darkness will pass and beauty will prevail in the end. Yes, beauty is at the end of the path.
And the difficult experiences are what make you a stronger individual.
Thank you, Stacy, for sharing your touching poem.
Beautiful, Troubled Path
have you seen how dark it can get in a grieving mind
have you tried on the shoes that I have walked in oh so many times
have you felt the heavy rain turn to hail upon your shoulders
or have you tried living life moving constant boulders
obstacle after obstacle
how many leaps of faith can one take
wound after wound
how much more heartache
the path to having a family of my own
has set off tears that will never dry
skinned knees from being on the ground
begging the universe please
strength and patience is the hardest to hold onto
when waiting to find inner peace
balancing my mind day in and day out
balancing the pain with a breathe of fresh air
is the only way to heal
the beauty underneath this troubled path
of becoming a good parent and a better person
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By: Stacy M.