Hard Knocks


No it isn’t easy . When exhaustion sets in it becomes a mental war between your will to keep fighting and that ever present voice telling you to give up. Black, blue, sweat, tears, cracked and frayed. Your outer appearance may look pristine to the outside world. Your insides raw from the weight of all that has pushed back against your resilience. But keep pushing. Keep pushing. Diamond’s aren’t made without pressure. Grapes turn to wine only when pressed. And spirit rises to the occasion of survival only when you let the light shine through. Over and over and over again.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this:
search previous next tag category expand menu location phone mail time cart zoom edit close