Wednesday, February 8, 2012

old remedies for broken hearts.

















Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred – how did it find us? Did it steal into our lives, or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to destroy what we once possessed; a soul? That we now send our children into the world like we send young men into a war—hoping for their safe return, but knowing, that some will be lost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows; swallowed whole by the darkness. For there comes a time when every life will be thrown onto this course of potential suicide; unceremoniously hurled into the onslaught of stampeding lies -- burying our bruised and broken body in the stink of our own ideals of perfection.



In that desperate moment you must choose your direction. Will you fight to stay on the path while others tell you who you must be? Will you label yourself, or allow others to create a word for your behaviors? Will you be honored by your choices? Will you find and embrace a new path, despite the consequences?



Each morning you choose to move forward or to simply give up.



But you must always remember what I often need to remind myself of:



Life kicks you around sometimes. It scares you and it beats you up. But there will be a day when you realize you're not just a survivor; you're a fighter. It’s not the big hard trials that are thrown into your life that can tear you apart, it is the day to day living that will break you down. So now you know. You are stronger than anything because you are still breathing, you are tougher than all that life throws your way. And do you know what?


You really are.


~C

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