I have been lost, my friends. So very lost. The me I knew, the life I had, the way I lived… it went by the wayside. Misplaced in a year full of chaos and change. The days tumbled into nights, and then back into mornings to do it all over again. It all became about survival. Survive another day. Survive until it all made sense again. Hoping and praying it could. Some day it would, it had to. Just not today. Probably not tomorrow either but some day. Some day it would be right again. Just get to that day.
And I wasn’t sure how it could but I knew it must. It had to. Move forward and make it. Keep progressing until life looked like it was supposed to, until it felt like it was supposed to. Not like this. Not like losing. Life isn’t just about losing. If you play long enough, you’ll eventually win. Right? Keep the faith and keep hope alive.
Now, if you didn’t already know, it can be a maddening undertaking trying to keep Hope alive. Particularly when Despair lurks around the corner. Indeed, if Hope is the thing with feathers that gives the soul its song, Despair is the secret ninja with stealth that works in the dark to slaughter all our wispy Hope. Exhaustion its backdrop, Fear its Continue reading