I had a weekend that was highly unscheduled and unstructured…
As I lay on my bed at the end of it, I realize how tender my heart feels…
I am very aware of my ache and longings….
I am very aware of my expectations and disappointments….
I am very aware of my grief and sorrow….
And I feel very alive….
And so when I saw this tonight, I could only nod my head in agreement and say yes, the struggle is part of the story….
My weekend was not without fun times, laughter and beautiful moments spent with my friend and her daughter…
My weekend was not without good rest, beautiful weather and good conversation….
But I believe that my struggle is part of my story….
I am amazed at the kind words so many of you offer me about my writings and how they impact you…
I believe it is because our struggles our part of our stories…
I am thankful that over the years, I have learned that sharing just of my joy does not offer a full picture of my heart….
I am thankful that over the years, I have learned that God is with me even when I can’t find him, feel him, or hear him…
I am thankful that over the years I have learned that each person has a story worth being curious about and true connection often begins when the struggles are shared…
I wonder if you embrace your struggle as part of your story…
I wonder if you are able to stand with your head held high, even in the struggle, and believe your story is worth sharing….
I am thankful that I can embrace that the struggle is part of my story….
So unbelievably true Trish. Thanks once again for this beautiful post. I am of the mindset that nothing great and beautiful and wonderful comes without some struggle. I know your heart is heavy right now and honoring that is all you can do to move forward. It is indeed part of the story, and the part that eventually makes your stronger. Hugs to you. Thanks for this.
Lori