Thinking, dreaming, looking out through the hazy mist of what lies ahead. This long journey has been challenging! A difficult fighting battle to survive, as we walk through the remains of what the fire has left. Ashes of grief. It’s a constant underlying struggle to conquer these lonely, lost feelings. Depression tries to capture our wandering thoughts, our indecisive minds & our hurting hearts. Our perfect little world has drastically changed. This unique journey we’re traveling on, is often wearing, though it serves a purpose to our path. We’re Survivors, Sojourners, Pioneers, on a pilgrimage to a different & rediscovered land. We’re in uncharted territory! When I’m walking through the valley of the shadow of sadness, I must remind myself to put one feeble foot in front of the other. I’m trying to be valiantly strong, through this great & terrible loss. It’s part of the process. The good, the bad, the ugly days & wasted nights, conflict our scattered thoughts. In the end, they deepen our inner growth. I must keep turning the ever-changing page, reading a new & different chapter. These tiresome days are surely numbered & this fleeting moment will soon pass. What appears now shall not always be, in this season of our lives. The cold winter nights give birth to a new life in the warm spring days. Yesterday is forever gone, today has faithfully come, but tomorrow is a new day. We are on an adventurous quest, a destined journey, to a hope reborn from the ashes! We shall begin anew as we continue to venture on this journey, if only one step, one moment, one day at a time.
