"If I write what I feel, it's to reduce the fever of feeling."
And someone else would come to me and tell me that they wish they could be as lucky as I have been. I've had two children, and they are healthy. I haven't been homeless. I haven't broken any bones or faced cancer or lost a best friend in a car accident. I have enough to eat and clothes to keep my body warm and a car that I can drive to the doctor when I have a fever. I have parents that I count among my closest friends and people who pray for me and a Starbucks card with five dollars and forty six cents left on it.
The lucky parts are what keep us going.
It's the unlucky parts of us that hurt.
And I wish it was okay to say those things.
That we ache. That we are blessed.
That the blessings and the ache can both fit inside one beating heart.
Thinking of you dear. I know it isn't always easy.. but keep trucking!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post!
ReplyDeleteOk, so I am crying now. These blasted hormones! Yes, yes, yes. I just posted about our week, which really was good, but then I realized there was this ache in me, because there were also hard parts, and I don't know how to share them publicly. Or maybe they aren't meant to be shared publicly right now, or ever. Who knows. Anyways, this was lovely. And I am so thankful for you.
ReplyDeleteThat's truly life, isn't it? Thank you so for saying it so eloquently.
ReplyDeleteThe ups and the downs, the blessings and the aches. So few know what goes on beyond the shiny coating of a blog.... life happens. *hugs*
ReplyDelete"The lucky parts are what keep us going. It's the unlucky parts of us that hurt. And I wish it was okay to say those things. That we ache. That we are blessed. That the blessings and the ache can both fit inside one beating heart." Something about this speaks to me where I'm at right now. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSweet post that everyone can appreciate and agree with. Here's to continuing good spirits and wishes to you and your family. :)
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