Security is a scarce commodity. Uncertainty has replaced peace of mind, social distancing preempts heartfelt embraces and customary greetings, and worry permeates our once-normal life. With daily reports detailing hospital admissions and death counts, I can’t imagine how anyone can be truly happy.
I have heard people relate stories of harrowing experiences. They speak of job loss, illness, dire accidents, emotional trauma, and other life-altering events. You would expect the end of the story to reflect despair, anguish, fear, and total surrender. But. unexpectedly, they say, “it was the best thing that could have happened.” I stand in awe.
These people are survivors. Their spirit is powerful. I know they felt every raw emotion imaginable, cried never-ending tears, and wondered if they would ever recover. The one constant is their ability to find wonder. They grab hold of one thought, one goal, one reason to live. They develop the power to stay laser-focused. You can see it in their eyes. Through their ordeal, they have discovered joy.
Where do you find joy?
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
I haven’t seen or felt any joy for a long time now… most of the time I settle for small amounts of diluted happiness. A bad state of affairs if you ask me…
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It has been a difficult patch. At least there seems to be some hope on the horizon. I am holding on to that. It is raining here, but I will see if I can’t find a ray of sunshine to send your way. ☀😊
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So kind of you, Jo. Your optimism is contagious!
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Happy to help, my friend.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you for sharing. ✨💖✨
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