Dear mind, dear body, dear soul,
Yes it sucks. Yes, it hurts. Yes it’s hard.
Know what though?
We’re carrying on. We’re not going to stop or give up or collapse or breakdown. We can go slower if you like. But we’re not stopping. There’s a long way to go yet.
Sometimes, like when hunting bears, you can’t go round it, over it or under it, you have to go through it. Guess where we’re going?! Yup. “The only way out is through” and all that jazz.
And we will get through it. Eventually.
Apparently the right kind of pain means you’re getting stronger. I have no idea which sort we’re working with, but let’s assume it’s the helpful sort and go from there.
It hurts more than before, but we’re better than before, so we can deal with more than before. We got through everything to get here, we can get through this to get further.
On the way, we’re going to keep smiling, keep cycling, keep rowing, keep walking and plodding and crawling. Keep talking and writing and listening and laughing and reading and building and trying. Especially trying.
Even when it’s hard. Maybe especially when it’s hard. Or raining or windy or snowy or silent or uphill.
We can do this.
With a million setbacks and a million and one restarts.
With tears and bruises and scars.
With stories and memories and pictures.
With late nights and early mornings and cake and hot chocolate and parsnips.
With barely-done-up trousers and worn out shoes and a brand new coat rack.
With good books and sunny days and amazing conversations.
With fish and fluffy slippers and freshly-put-up lights.
We’ve got this.
With lots of love,
“And she never gives up…she just changes her mind!”
– Billy Joel