From the archives
I know people that life is not going to change for. An accident of birth, a victim of circumstances, bad luck….a hundred thousand million different reasons. Everyday is weight.
People can not always choose what they live with. Perhaps the answer is in what we live for. Perhaps we can in some way choose what we cherish. Maybe when we cant make things different we can still find a difference.
Do hard things, even very hard things, have to matter as much as good things. Do loud things make it impossible to hear other things? Do you sometimes even wonder if there are other things?
Perhaps that is where the journey starts- in knowing there are other things. In knowing that the loss of something loved need not be the end of loving. Perhaps that is where the seeds of hope can be found.
I had a great and good…
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