Lately I find myself often feeling like I need to write. It’s that feeling that I have something to say but I cant seem to put my finger on exactly what it is and it is a strange feeling. It feels like a breath that gets caught in the back of your throat.
I have become quite reflective on my life lately. I often think of where I have been and the different struggles that I have overcome or simply survived. I think of the good that has come out of the choices I have made and I always smile. At times, I also find myself replaying old memories with myself in perfect form of course. Don’t we always know the perfect thing to say when we are not in the moment or doubting ourselves? I am not saying this because I feel my life has been a significant struggle. I know some amazing people who have faced things that no person should, and some who still are. They are some of the strongest people I know. It pisses me off when bad things happen to good people. I remember when I was going through a trying time in my life that I was told often by other’s around me that they could not believe how strong I was. I believe that my strength was merely a reflection of the incredible people that surrounded me. Perhaps too often we allow ourselves to become burdened with whatever we struggle with and we forget to let others lift us up.
“During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you.”
If you have faith or you have none, this message holds a wonder and a beauty that cannot be matched.