Some days are designed to break you. Like ice building up on a sapling, eventually it gets to be to much to bear. You bend and bend and bend until you snap. Broken - body, mind and soul.
What then?
People have such strength that breaking doesn't come quickly. It is never just one thing. It is months and years of holding on, clinging to hope. It is a messy combination of hurts and forgiveness.
Bending and compromising. Hoping and praying. Searching for answers. Yet sometimes there are no good answers. Sometimes hurts become too heavy to bear. Sometimes to forgive takes too much effort.
What then?
When you hit the wall, when you have nothing left to give, when every breath hurts... what then?
After the tears, what's left?
When all your energy is spent, when all the tears are cried, when all the words have been said, what's left?
The rebuilding of a life of broken dreams, comes next.
Trying to forgive, learning to trust, speaking your truth. A brick at a time.
A brick at a time.
One small step, followed by another.
Time and patience are crucial. Because in another five years, this is but a memory. It hurts and it's hard and everything feels hopeless. But all it takes is one small step, one brick.
A moment to smile, a quick laugh and eventually you realize that you made it through one day without tears. Go to bed and wake up in the morning and do it again. One more brick.
Eventually you look back and the landscape of broken dreams is far behind.
Not forgotten, never forgotten. But no longer urgent and all consuming.
You realize that you made it though. You survived. You're stronger then you ever thought possible.
But today, it hurts and it's hard. Today you cry your tears. Tomorrow will be soon enough to start rebuilding.
