I thought I got all my ranting out yesterday but apparently I got a little more to give. But I try and keep some perspective on the struggles life gives. I guess we should look at it like a hot piece of metal being tempered and folded on an anvil. With each strike of the hammer, the metal takes form eventually becoming a strong piece of art. (Sorry I’ve been binge watching The Mandalorian.)
My Grandma Geiger used to give me such sage advice when it came to troubles. Often taking the hardships of life and laughing at them. Saying things like, “You can’t get blood from a turnip”. Or, “With life, you either gonna laugh or cry. So I just assume laugh”. These and a million more memories are buried deep in my psyche. Allowing me to feel the suffering, while at the same time holding on to my patience. That eventually better times are gonna come.
So pay heed to your troubles, don’t just bottle them up with words like “I’m fine” or “I’m doing alright “. Confess your sins as the church likes to say. If to nobody else but yourself. The freedom of release is a powerful tool when the burdens of life weigh you down. You don’t have to walk this road alone. There are plenty of us out here that know exactly how you feel. Rather you choose a solitary life or it’s simply forced upon you. Know that many suffer under the rusted armor of “I’m doing just fine”.