I want to wallow in my misery I want to marinade in my own self pity. What is stopping me from going further down that way is if I stay there it goes against everything I have been feeling about the Universe and all that.
I became fixated on my grey hair today. Not because I am scared of getting old or think I am less beautiful for them. Just as I was rushing past the mirror with my son wrapped inside his towel I was reminded just how fast life seems to be. My eyes welled up with tears as I thought about this moment and how quick it will come to past.
The creation of life is nothing short of a miracle yet we never identify it as being such a way. Think about it. Where once there was nothing there now grows somebody with limitless potential and faith. We grow another being safe inside our womb almost like magic beginning to create.
Nothing happens for no reason. Even the things that at the time make absolutely no sense. It is a course correction to live your life differently, to count your blessings and move on. Life was meant to be lived and loved and you can’t do that if you are gripping hard onto the past.
To the Dr who saved our lives. Thank you for the living legacy my gift to leave to the World.
Of course I do not avoid any topic and I cross many genres which lead me to read “Between the World and Me”. It is a book about the misuse of power that rules like an iron fist and leaves a whole race scrambling out of fear.