This thing called Life...

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Laying in bed, heavy eyes, tired, but I am unable to fall asleep. And so I write. This is where I find my comfort. In words.

Sometimes, I think about life. Through all the hardships, I still find myself in love with this thing called Life. I smile when I think of all the stupid things I've done and all the lessons I've learned along the way. I smile when I see how I've grown .Each  day, inch by inch, I grow. Spiritually. Mentally. Socially. Intellectually. I grow. And yes, physically too (this does not always make me smile though). Mistakes are made along the way, but I grow. That is inevitable.

I have an insatiable hunger within me. I yearn for things that only my Lord and I know of. There are things only He fully understands. And with each day that passes, I realize that I am a step closer to the things I long for.

Today, as I post this, I feel extremely blessed.
Today, I may not have all that I may need, or even want, but I am blessed.
I rise each morning and I am able to live, truly live through another day.
At night I close my eyes, dreaming of what is to come. And with each day that I am able to live, my dreams become a reality.

I have a hunger within me. A hunger that is fed daily by Living. Living. Not existing. A hunger that is fed by experiencing life, not merely watching it. A hunger that is fed by being an active role player in the stage of Life, not a spectator.

And as I lay here, with sleep in my eyes, I smile. I am blessed. And so are you. Sometimes we forget that.

As I lay my head down to sleep, I can already see my dreams. In color. And in the morning, I will rise, give thanks and work towards those dreams. I am in love with thing called Life. Live. Do not exist.


Take Care.


Miss Stone


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