Every time I come back to this blog I’m reminded of how long it’s been since my last post. I suppose that’s because so much has happened and frankly, a lot of it has been hard to digest, nevertheless write about it. Perhaps that’s something most people would share, when tragedy strikes, but I find it hard to do that. I want to acknowledge the moment, but I find my coping mechanism is to bury things so deep the pain subsides and I am able to carry on.

Where do you draw the line in terms of what’s personal? In the day and age of share overload I find I don’t want to tell people things. Sometimes, things that happen are just for me.

People are so into their own worlds it’s almost impossible to get others to care these days. Maybe that’s why so many people drown in their own pain? Hard to say. I didn’t mean this to be a downer, I don’t know why I’m even mentioning the negative aspect when good things have happened too!

I guess it’s easier to get sucked into negativity because it’s alluring in a way. Like a black swirling vortex that mirrors your feelings. It’s hard not to look into the void, jump into it and stay there forever. It’s easy to wallow. What’s harder is climbing out of that pit and facing the demons that hold you down.

As if the weight of the world is on your shoulders, but one peal of laughter can shatter the illusion. One person who believes in you can make all the difference. I hope you can be that gift for someone.

I pray things change in the world. Let’s choose the light