I dig into myself. Nails into skin. So deep. So deep into myself that I forget who I really am.
These have been long, long days. Days so long that I dig into my sadness which digs into my sadness. It has felt like an endless cycle.
Only tonight have I realized that steeping bitterness has broken my ties with faith and happiness.
I lost my joy...
Fighting to get it back has been harder than ever.
Certainly a journey to be remembered.
Fighting for my life right now.
So hard.
But the fact that I've found possibility and can see the light is allowing me to feel new winds I've not known before.
It's fleeting.
Dangerous.
Sad.
I fear.
But the darkest days are long behind me and I refuse to muddle in fear again.
I will find my joy.
The greatest discovery I've made is the knowledge that all I am is found within the creation of God and the beauty He breathes.
I can taste that beauty.
I can't see it or feel it. . .
But my faith is persistent.
And that is what counts at this point.
It is the only thing keeping me from falling into the crevices and keeling over into the darkest abyss I have found.
Dragons with the most fearsome of fires could not hold me back.
Life of a 31 Status
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As I sit here contemplating the meaning of life (as a 31 Status), I'm
mentally ticking off boxes in my checklist of things to do: Cook, check.
Eat, check. ...
11 years ago
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