It may not get better. But you will.

I didn’t mean to do it.  I didn’t mean to say it.  But she needed some comfort and assurance.  I hugged her tight and the words slipped out of my mouth because I didn’t know what to say. Continue reading


Pulling Through

A short thought on overcoming:

You find that one truth to hold onto and hold onto it tight.  Even if that truth is a mere hope in your heart.  You hold onto it and let it pull you through your mist.  When you get to the other side you can look back and say, “It is no longer a hope because I know it is truth.  It has become my truth.”