Jots and Tittles and other Random Things

I've done it, I've turned the page;
It wasn't easy - the decision still hurts
My pride, my expectations - I have to change
In order to keep my sanity
And to keep the joy alive.

I'm fine, just not ecstatic; at least not yet.
The joy will come, and all will be well again.
I've even started writing - once again the words have come.
That in itself is a great relief.

I smile; it is not forced anymore -
Gone is the plastic stiffness of faking it.
I actually look forward to getting out of bed;
Spending time with my computer, my friend of old.

My muse dances around me, saying "Look at me!"
I nod my head as I go at the keyboard -
Understanding the dancing of the keys
And enjoying the ride once again.

There is more to come, before I am finished;
I am looking forward to the anticipation.
Knowing that I must take advantage
Of this renewal of heart.