Amidst the lightness of life that was the summer holidays, there have been some pretty heavy days.
Tears, anxious feelings, worry.
Willing myself to push through. To stay.
Sometimes it feels like the darkness is trying to take over. Some days the clouds seem too heavy to lift.
There are even the moments that are just plain terrifying, when those clouds feel comfortable and I want to sink into them. I can see myself falling - wanting to fall - because it seems easier than finding a way not to.
But they're just days. Just moments within days, even.
It rained the other day, for the first time in weeks. "The rain is the sun's tears," Abbey decided. I like that.
Even the sun - the brightest, strongest force you could imagine - has bad days. It's okay for me to experience the same.
The strength to shine will always be there. Right behind that cloud, which, after all, is only made of water.
Your way of seeing the world is something I love very much indeed. A beautiful post that speaks to my heart, as all your great writing does. xx
ReplyDeleteBeautifully put xx
ReplyDeleteBeautifully put xx
ReplyDeleteMy days have been few of rainbows and heavy with clouds. But if I tell myself the clouds are leaving it does seem to make a difference. I can still see the sun.
ReplyDeleteYour words are memorising. Such an incredible way to view the world. You had me captivated
ReplyDeleteLOVE. xx
ReplyDeleteLove your honest and beautiful description.
ReplyDeleteThere are moments in most days where I want to pick my eyes out with a needle, I am so frustrated and over myself. But only moments and only most days.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful writing, Megan.
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