What Is Familiar...

One night your walking through the streets and you realize..."I've gone as far as I could go in the right direction".  A place where you find there is nothing left for you to do.  A place where you are tired of being "sick and tired".  That place of numbness where all you can do is laugh at life as a comedy riddled with twists and turns.  Where every other door has shut and there is only one door left to enter through.  Turns out, that is the final door that takes you past the finish line.

Looking back, how many times have you been here before?  How many hard tears have you cried because you thought you wouldn't make it?  You always made it.  God made sure of that.  There was always a crack in the window.  There was always a way to slip in unawares.  They are always present yet the question is, "What precedent will you adhere to?"  The one that says "Life is sh*t"?  Or the one that stays hidden amidst the sorrow that says "It'll be okay in time"?

I learn this lesson on a weekly basis but I will admit it to be one of the hardest of lessons to learn.  Through all I've been through...I am still alive.  I still feel.  I still find time to laugh, to smile...to love.  I still find moments of gratitude between the moments of inequity.  I still see faith...and passion...

This tells me something...everything will always be alright.

There's something familiar about this place ;-)