She picked up the limp, frayed ends of her life, running them through her fingers. She felt the ends that were split by pain. They slipped through her fingers, over and over. They kept on separating. Yet, she picked them up again and again. The broken pieces of her heart and the fragments of her once full life were within the yarn she had in her hands. She silently wept, feeling hot tears roll down her cheeks as she began to pick them up, lacing them through her needles. Slowly, stitch by imperfect stitch, she began to knit her life back together.
|i just thought this picture was cute. heh, no relation to absolutely anything.|
A lot has happened over the last couple of days. I really feel like I need to write something about this, and I think a lot of other people would appreciate my thoughts. I feel as if I'm being told that life is short, and anything tragic, and terrible can happen to me in an instant. I could lose someone. I could pass away. Anything can happen in the next second. For example, I recently watched the movie Soul Surfer with a few friends which has this exact theme (If you are unfamiliar with the plot of the story, it's about the life of a professional surfer named Bethany Hamilton. Her arm was bitten off by a shark while she was surfing and she had to learn to get up and get through her struggles). Anything can happen to us. We could lose anything or everything. So, I will genuinely try to learn to appreciate every single thing in my life. We take so many things for granted. Yet, we could lose everything so quickly. I hope you will too. I want to start living the life I have tried to plan for myself, the one I wanted to have. Why not? I may only have today. Make each second count. Love each other. Be there. Do not regret anything. If you do, try to fix it - say sorry, or just change from this point on. We deserve so much more than a life not lived out to its potential. Love. Live.