Bad Days

Let’s talk about bad days that turn into bad weeks that turn into bad months. Those moments that seems to pull the light out of your eyes and drag your heart though pain that at times is unbearable. Have you ever found yourself in emotional darkness? I found myself at my lowest and my darkest time ever a little over a year ago. It was a period that was so dark and discouraging that it sacred me, and it seemed I couldn’t find my way out of it. No matter the prayers I offered, the efforts of forcing myself to think positive and my attempts to do things that would help, none of it seemed to make a difference. It was like losing the ability to taste food, I had lost the ability to taste life, everything in life just seemed bland. There was no flavor left.
At the time it felt like all the little things I was doing to try and be proactive about my mental and physical health weren’t making a difference, but now that I look back I can see that they were. However, I think one of the things that truly made a difference was a friend that cared. A friend who woke me up to see the potential within me.
It can be easy to get caught up in your life when the war front is in a different country and it’s having no effect on your homeland miles away. It’s good to remember that even if your skies are blue someone else’s may be stormy. Reach out to others. Love others. And if you’ve lost that ability to taste life, try to be courageous enough to allow love to warm you rather than turning it away. It’s not easy to be the one who has to reach up. We typically are more comfortable being the hand that is reaching to lift another rather than the hand that has to reach up to be lifted.