Living

I've erased the last six titles and I don't know how many sentences and paragraphs now. There's a part of me that wishes to bear it all and just get the bandaid off quickly, however, I've recently learned through the helpful words of Brene Brown and my therapist as well that my story is mine to tell at my own pace.

I am eager to share my stories with the world in hopes that some may ignite a fire in someone to create hope and change. Even if someone reads the words on these pages and just for a second doesn’t feel alone, I feel like I've done something.

“What an amazing thing to feel known and loved, to feel understood, to walk through life with another person.”

― Jamie Tworkowski, If You Feel Too Much: Thoughts on Things Found and Lost and Hoped For

When we feel seen and known and loved, even in the most distant sense, we know compassion and grace, and that in itself is beautiful. But to be seen we must also see others and feel for others as well. Hold others with grace and compassion in dark hours and speak words of hope to those who feel none.

We are human. We fail, we fall, we hurt, and we are hurt. But we also love, hope, care, and dream. We heal, we grow, we forgive. We love and we live.

Please don't stop loving, and please keep living.