The most difficult lesson I've faced as an adult is the
unending need to survive, regardless of how broken I feel
inside.
It doesn't matter if my heart is aching, if I'm mourning the loss of someone I love, or if I'm too tired to even get out of bed. Life doesn't wait for me to catch my breath. It keeps moving forward, indifferent to my pain, and I'm left with no choice but to push through, even when every part of me is screaming for a moment of rest.
But what's even harder is realizing that no one truly prepares you for this. We grow up believing in the comfort of happy endings, only to be met with the harsh reality that survival often means pretending you're okay when you're not. And maybe that's the hardest part-not just surviving, but doing so quietly, without letting the weight of it show. Yet, through it all, we find strength we never knew we had, because despite the heaviness, we keep moving.
- LJ Blossoms.
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I think our lives are far more solitary and individual journeys than we like to accept. That aloneness can make us think something has gone wrong.
But we don't imo live the most important moments of challenge, struggle and victories as a team, family, or group but as a single individual human being.
We can't, and hopefully come to where, we wouldn't want to change that. This is why it is the individual human that is the highest value in the created world and that is what each of us is.
Only knowing this unique 'alone experience' can we come closer to knowing who and what we are. And there we may find, with all its acknowledged flaws and imperfections, something that has won our love and respect. I'd wish that for every person. Jim
1 comment:
I enjoy your posts. We have a connection. I grew up in Florence and knew and appreciated your family. I have fond memories of Your brother George teaching my Sunday School class at Sherron Ave. CofC. I recognize some similarities in our journey. Have a great day.
George Ezell
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