The Blood & The Bones

I’ve been sitting here all day wondering how to write this. Something that says something about the importance of this day and the above was all I could come up with. Because it’s real and to me real is everything.

You see, I’ve spent my whole life trying to see people that most don’t.

Mostly because those people see me too … in the dark, in the mud, in the shadows, in pain, in the depths of sadness, in holes I never thought I’d have the strength to crawl out of. Certain people will always see me and I will always see them. It’s like magnets, kindred spirits, a connection.. whatever you want to call it. But, it’s pure and it’s undeniable. And I think, if you’ve found me here and something resonated, you’re probably one of those people too.

And sometimes the most meaningful thing we can say or write is not something poetic but something simple that lets others know they are not alone… and that are heard, felt, understood and loved. We are all regularly fucking up, stumbling, falling down and getting back up again. And I see you.

I hope you keep going even if you’re fumbling around in the dark. Keep reaching out for whatever steadies you and brings you to the light. Please know I’m right there with you feeling my way through it too. And I promise not to give up if you don’t.

LL