me cries:
it is not the first time,
and it wont be the last.
i am home, and physically well.
i had better mental emotional days,
but come on, it has been three days.
in three days i have lost something,
accepted loss,
laughed,
cried,
experienced pain and anguish,
experienced peace and hope.
doubted acceptance, been afraid,
certain ups and downs to be expected.
i wrote during the night,
for hours,
and i am weary from crying,
tired because i am stubborn,
and sincerely angry today.
i remember this
January Ensign Magazine,
Boyd K. Packer:
it was meant to be that life
would be a challenge.
to suffer some anxiety,
some depression,
some disappointment,
even some failure is normal.
[we learn]
that if we have a good,
miserable day once in a while,
or several in a row,
to stand steady and face them.
things will straighten out.
there is great purpose in our struggle in life.
and so, with what i have left
i accept only this,
if it is a good miserable day today,
and even if tomorrow is a little difficult
i must stand strong.
how i stand strong right now
is by allowing others to take
care of me,
rest,
sleep,
heal
be patient and
do not try
to understand
everything.
Tomorrow will be a better day.
...and if not
maybe tomorrows morrow
will be.
1 comment:
Hugs and prayers are coming to you! Take it moment by moment and try to rest in His love.
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