The lessons learned at the end of winter were practiced more through early spring.
I’d be lying to you if I said that life got easier. It simply didn’t. How could it, really? The events endure don’t simply go away, even with time. No, instead, life is relearned. I relocated old emotions, acknowledged deeper fears, and pushed forward, knowing that nothing can change what happened.
How do we move forward when the pain is still too deep? How can we silence unforgettable acts? When life takes us places we never dreamed to visit, there aren’t any easy answers to these questions.
Spring came and the warmer weather came with it, but my heart was still very much frozen. The best I could do was keep practicing the lessons I’d learned in late winter. And so that’s what I did.
In the late evening hours, when life slows down for everyone else, I find myself lying awake asking an unanswerable question: Where do I go from here?
The same track plays over and over in my head: you’re okay, we’ll get through it all, and it’s going to take a lot of it, but time is the only solution.