To Every Dark Cloud, Speak Life:

Dear Kindness, I’ve always lived facing something if it wasn’t, one thing it was ten other things. A great man once said “you must be able to weep and still be counted as warriors.”

That’s how I’ve been feeling as of late. I feel like sobbing the night away. I feel uncertainty like muddy clouds – my tiny raindrops, are for the angels to carry.

Sometimes when things get to heavy the human body has ways of discarding what it no longer needs. In the words of the good book. I’m paraphrasing, “weeping may endure for one night, but joy must come” joy will come, and we shall have joy after while”

Somehow, after that,

I rise up, with a little more grit,

I rise with a little more strength,

I rise with a little more getting up,

that everything is going to work out,

just fine.

kindness sister Krissy

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