Words and Feelings

The weeks seem to pass by without much notice, and it feels like I forget the days as soon as they come.

And though Christmas is normally a thrilling time of the year when people strive to be happier,  I can't help but feel a little gloomy as sickness plagues someone I truly admire. Still, I hang onto high hopes and prayers, despite not being religious, that perhaps some miracle will take place. Every time I feel the burn of  hunger, the aches and pains of a bad nights sleep,  or the lingering weight of a  vicious headache, I can't help but think of this person. Even in her weakest moments she still clings to a bright future.  Her strength pours from her broken body as she continuously repeats that,  "things will get better."

Then, just when I felt that things couldn't get any worse, personal matters became almost unbearable.  Challenges were set out before me and my family, and there is nothing I could do about it. But even in the darkest of times I still grasp at the slivers of hope and the words of my mother. "Things will get better."

Something I came across recently reminded me of the power of a good story, and how word's can be used to spit out hate or string together in a wondrous phrase of insight, and inspiration.  In a movie (The Curious Case of Benjamin Button) a single phrase stood out and spoke to me. It seemed that fate or destiny or even coincidence wanted me to hear it in this exact moment and suddenly I felt clarity. "We are meant to lose the people we love. How else do we know how important they are?"

So, all in all, even when we feel like we are locked in an endless cycle of grief or depression,  there is always something to bring you back. Hold on a little longer, you never when you might hear the exact words you needed to hear.