A Beginning // 6th March 2014 // 1 note
Today I was thinking about how we often, as human beings, want to rejoice in the happy times and cover up or just get through the bad. I think we miss something though that is of value. It is easy for me to be thankful when times are good or easy, but what about being thankful when times are hard? Yeah, maybe it not a happy time and I’m not thrilled to be in it, but aren’t the most difficult times in out lives often when we grow as human beings and learn the most about both ourselves and the world? I think there is a strength that comes from the difficult, and even the bad can be turned for good. So what would it look like for us to be thankful during those times instead of after the fact, when we look back and see how valuable those times really were? Maybe it would make those times less dark and miserable. Maybe in being thankful, or trying hard to be, the bad won’t seem so bad after all. Because there is still much to live for and the small things that we take for granted everyday. Just a thought. :)
She didn’t know how a day turned into night.
Well she knew the science, the logic, but not the reasoning.
Not the why or even the utmost details of the how.
She just knew that it was light, and then all of a sudden it was dark.
And it scarred her.
No, it terrified her.
Because she couldn’t control it, the when or the how.
It just happened, and she felt it.
The darkness, the weight bearing down.
It was in those moments when fears came, and tears came, and logic vanished from her mind.
How did this all happen, how did she end up in the dark…again?
It’s too much to bear.
How can she recover?
Because the frequent bursts of darkness that deviated her sunny days always left a torn piece in her hopefully heart.
They created insecurities that fed off old insecurities, and convinced her that nothing in this world could ever be secure.
You must learn her.
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
And, this is how you keep her.