Walls
Facebook has been sharing memories with me, from years gone by, that frankly I wish I could tear out of my book called LIFE but can't. They were the most difficult days of my life, bar none. Everyone has had them at one time or another or, more than likely, will. Divorce. Cancer. Death of a loved one. Sickness. Injury. Jail. Accidents. Mistakes. Rebellion. Drugs. Miscarriages. Lack of money. Tragedy. Unemployment. Etc. At this time your world stops and your life that once started on the day you were born, from this time on starts here. It's at this time you want life to move on but you're stopped in your tracks. When you ask "why?" but have no answers. When you'd love to shout at God but feelings of guilt make you stop. For purposes of writing this article I'm calling them walls. Looking back thirty-two and seven years later, this is what I’ve learned from hitting a wall. Walls slow me down. I want to forge ahead but God says no, not yet. Only God know