For the last few years, I have been caught in the struggle. Some days it’s the struggle to walk up stairs, to put on my socks, to be upright for more than a handful of minutes at a time. Some days it’s the struggle to remember the names of people I love, to find the words I want to say, to remember how to smile.
Being in the struggle can make you feel alone, lost and isolated. If you’re in the struggle, even just sometimes, you know that the struggle is a dark, murky place. Sometimes it’s so dark that it’s impossible to see that you’re not alone.
That’s why I’ve decided to come back to this blog. I’m back so that you know that you are not alone in the struggle. I’m here. Thousands, millions, maybe even billions are also here, in the struggle. Sure, our struggles can have different names, different causes, different treatments, different stigmas and different outcomes.
But none of that really matters.
What matters is that we find ways to generate a little light within our own personal darkness. A little reminder that even in the depth of struggle, there's still joy, wonder and hope.
You are not alone in the struggle.
I am not alone in the struggle.
I have found and continue to find little lights that help me get through even the darkest days. The lights I’ve found come in sometimes predictable forms (like chocolate), and sometimes more surprising forms (like throwing foam balls at my children). Some lights offer me a moment of joy and others have offered me lasting hope.
They remind me that I’m not alone in the darkness.
I want to share this reminder with you.
You are not alone in the darkness.
Whether your struggle is named or nameless, whether it’s global or personal, whether it’s physical or spiritual. I promise you that you are not alone.
Each week, I’m going to post something that has brought me a little light, in hopes that it might give you an idea to find a little light of your own.
Join me in lighting little lights in the darkness. Together we’ll find our way through the struggle.
