Here is a poem that is as much about missing someone and not being able to reassure them of your love, as it is about surrendering to something you cannot control, but loving them anyway.
Surrender
Gaining perspective about my time in Ukraine
I need to tell you about my experience in Ukraine, that was neither what I expected nor what you would expect from a photographer and writer going to a warzone.
Jene Frost; Surrendering to ‘what is.’
There would be days that Tish wanted to pretend that none of this had happened and she’d hide from it and immerse herself in another world. She’d go to the mall to ‘window shop,’ walking from one end to the other, over and over again until she knew every shop, every aisle and every sale of ‘everything’ she could not have.
Rosie Goes to Ukraine
I thought about it and all the things that scared me. The fear of the unknown, the volatility and unpredictable nature of war, the potential dangers, not knowing the language, knowing very little about Ukraine itself like its geography, its history, its economy and then of course, there is the issue of my own finances! How on earth can I afford this anyway?! I thought of a thousand reasons why I should not do this. But I also thought of the two reasons why I should do this.
Doing what feels meaningful
In the last couple years, I have learned that life works in mysterious ways. One day I would like to write about this, about what has happened for me to get to where I am now and where I am going to go. This is just the beginning but it’ s unfolding in spectacular ways and in a way that feels like life is 'flowing,' and as if I am being taken on a journey.
Jene Frost; The power of love
"Though Tish may have felt that she was not enough at the time, or that she could not fix her daughter in the way that she wanted to, she was exactly what Jene needed - somebody next to her."
Jene Frost; Little girl gone
She had a precious little heart,’ says mother Tish. 'She was my little girl and in one night, I witnessed my little girl become an adult.'
When you don’t have a voice
This week my heart goes out to a father. A good father and a good man. This week my heart goes out to all the parents who have been alienated from their children and who are standing on the edge wondering how they can possibly go on without the human beings they love most.
Jene Frost; The day everything changed
Jene was not one to wait around. At the age of fifteen, Jene could think of far more exciting ways to pass time than to sit around a fire watching a chicken cook. Besides, her friend Donna from the next door farm was here. The two girls had had about as much adult talk as their teenager selves could handle. They needed some fun, some speed and some adventure to pass the time.
Walking the road of ‘acceptance.’
How acceptance' and being aligned with our 'true self' is critical to getting 'unstuck.'
Rosie Goes 
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