I read. And read and read and read. A lot. And I am grateful to those who share their thoughts and experiences, because when we read something another has written and find common ground, we also find strength, and comfort in knowing we are not alone on our journey.
I suppose that's why I write, too. Not just for my own catharsis, but for the slim chance that what I share will ease another's burden, even in the slightest. Here is something I recently found that lifted me up. It brought me such calm. Perhaps it will ease your mind, too.
"Don't insult the girl you once were. Don't put her
down, be ashamed of her, wish she never existed. That's like looking behind you
and dismissing the road that got you to your destination. That doesn't make
any sense. She got you here. She took you the only way she knew how. You're
here now. You can look back, you can love her, accept her, forgive her, honor
her. It was scary sometimes, it was frightening, it was lonely. It took a
warrior's courage, or you wouldn't have survived. There were stumbles, but every
stumble still another step. She did the best she could or she would have done
better. Now you know better, thanks to her; she endured those lessons for you,
she passes on the knowledge. We wake up at the rate we wake up. She went as
fast as she could. Surrender. Be here now, bless the road and girl who got you
here, now. There was no other way to go but yours." – Sarah Durham Wilson
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