Universe,
You've been handing out many signs as of late that seem to be geared towards getting my attention. I must admit I'm not that pleased with them all. In fact, there's one in particular that seems downright cruel.
Nevertheless, I'm here. Awake. Listening. Attempting to learn. As hard as that may be. More often than not I want to simply say 'Fuck You'. But then something happens. A kind stranger helps me find an item in a store. My son gives me an extra long hug after his afternoon nap. A ray of sunshine pierces through a cloudy gray sky. I'm quickly reminded just how beautiful, no, magical this life is. This reality can be spectacular despite the pain that comes and goes.
It's been almost a year since I was forced to make a grueling decision. Both options would impact my life no matter what choice I made. I chose. It fucking sucked. I barely got out of bed for weeks. I retreated deep inside myself. I had to. I had to completely immerse myself in deep despair. Then, I started healing one day at a time.
We all fall hard under the blow of different types of pain and circumstance. We want to scream how unfair life can be. Then, with time and a whole lotta fucking work, we rise above it.
My prayer for those suffering today, for those that have lost hope, is that they will rise above it. That their true self will commandeer their physical body and bring comfort and light. May they be reminded that this life, this reality, is not the end.
~Me
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