06 December 2016

Dear Worthy Self,

You have been through so much, and even now, so many words spoken your way still carry such strong gravity, continue to awaken the sad, broken, abandoned, and shameful heart. Yet, you forge on. You're finding that the lump in your throat comes in like a wave with a heavy undertow, attempting to take you, but then it recedes, and somehow, you are able to once again find your footing and your resolve. You persevere in ways many others have not, cannot, will not, would not. Do you realize it half the time, Worthy Self? You are strong, and you are able.