The road of life is long, with few detours.
There are very few who will walk it with you until the end.
Most of the time you will be alone;
Even more of the time you will be lonely.
You will not want to walk on.
Many days, the first step from your bed
will be a battle.
Your dreams will almost certainly die.
Your hopes will almost certainly not be realized.
Your grand plans will be forgotten,
left forlornly on the wayside as you
plod on.
Your heart will close in time.
Love will rage through like a wildfire;
you'll be caught up in the glow,
the sheer energy,
but, in time, it will burn out,
and for miles, you'll be walking on embers.
Everyone you care for will eventually,
unavoidably let you down.
And many nights you will lie awake sleepless,
wondering
"Why?"
"Why am I here?"
"What reason is there to go on?"
"Is there an end to this?"
And you will answer yourself
"YES."
You will find that power, that spirit.
You will make that first step out of bed.
You will dream a better dream.
You will hope a brighter hope.
One day, you will follow a plan that
fulfills you in ways you cannot yet
imagine.
Your heart will reopen wider.
Love will recreate you, and you'll dance in the flames.
You will forgive and learn to trust again.
And many nights you'll fall into decadent sleep
thinking "How"
"How did I survive?"
"How did I get so lucky?"
"How could I ever be sad?"
"How could this ever end?"
Life is equal part suffering,
equal part bliss.
The key is to find the joy so clearly
hidden in hard times
to get you through the pain,
And remember the hurt in the good times,
to make you ready for the next struggle.