If happiness truly is a journey and not a destination, then I’m all set. I really should be an expert by now, seeing as how I seem to know the roads so well; I should know by now that there are valleys and detours – dead-ends, roundabouts and stop signs. So many stops.
I don’t have anything particularly useful to say tonight, I just needed to say something. I really just needed to remind myself that I’m still here, and I’m OK. I’ve been searching for someone to tell me that for 3 months and I guess tonight it just really hit me: I’m OK.
It seems like everything has been falling apart since we moved here. I kept waiting for a breather; kept waiting for that sliver of light in the darkness that would enable me to come here and write about how AMAZING everything was. Then I realized that things were not amazing; they were in fact, depressing… and difficult… and wrong – so I chose not to write anything at all.
That was a mistake.
I’ve got some backtracking and some catching up to do… and I will.
But just for tonight, let’s remember that we’re all OK.
Have heart. If you see someone that looks like they need a hug, do not hesitate to offer one. If you see me, you don’t even have to ask… I’ll take one.
Piecing it back together with love and patience, and hoping that you’re doing the same, if need be-
If you’re basking in the warmth and beauty of peace & joy, make sure you take a second to pass it along to those you come across who may need a little light on their path-
As always, with love-
“Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.” ~Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath