Crying GirlDriving home from the neurologist’s this afternoon, I was overwhelmed by how much I’ve endured this past year and how much I’ve overcome.  No words that I could speak nor tears that I could shed could express the depth of my sorrow at that moment or the breadth of my gratitude for the life that I have.

It’s been a rough week.  A lot of painful memories from my time in the ICU are coming up for me.  Dreams that are actually remembered moments of frightened emotions are surfacing.  It’s time to face them, as painful as that may be.

I’m reminded of one of my favorite poems I’ve ever written.  I wrote it over 5 years ago, but it is just as relavant to how I am feeling to me right now as it was the moment I wrote it.


Crying Colors



by Lauren Soffer


Today was a really good day

So why are are my eyes burning

With tears that could never be enough

If I could only cry them


Is it the difference between where I am

And where I could be – should be

Not lying here drowning in the dividing ocean

If I could remember to swim now


How did my life get so crowded

With people who look right through me

Hiding the few who wave right at me

If I could only see them


Maybe I forgot how to see myself

Treading water so long

That the current took me

But couldn’t – don’t want to go back


Because today was a really good day

And my eyes bear witness

Like the growing pain that knocks you down

Will I ever stand up?

About Lauren

Lauren believes that life can be full of joy and gratitude especially in the face of life's toughest trials. A highly creative person, the 32-year-old has a background in web & graphic design, musical theater, competitive improvisation, film production, and Alternate Reality Games. She is passionate about creative writing and is working on the final drafts of two science fiction novels. As a graduate of Landmark Education she has developed herself personally and professionally allowing her to powerfully create the life that she wants. After being diagnosed with multiple autoimmune diseases including Myasthenia Gravis and Sjogren's Syndrome, she adapted to new limitations while also discovering new interests and creative outlets that have given her life renewed purpose. Although she was raised Jewish, she converted to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Her faith helped her to endure and even flourish.