Life Always Goes On...

‘In the chaotic rubble, she still remembered who she was.’

- R.M. Drake

How easy is it lose to yourself when the world around you makes no sense? When the windows shatter and the walls cave in. When the ceiling collapses and the foundation you thought was solid enough to survive countless earthquakes starts to crack. And when you are surrounded by nothing but rubble and dirt. Will you get lost in it?

You cannot get lost in the fire when you know that your soul is ignited by the fire that lives within you.

You cannot get washed away in the rain, when you allow it to cleanse you of the dirt that envelopes your body.

You cannot drown in the ocean when you have submerged yourself in it, willingly, to heal the wounds that have covered your flesh.

You, my dear, cannot sit in the rubble and become a part of it, when you know who you are. When in the depths of your soul, you have experienced pain and managed to heal yourself. When you have lived with pain and managed to walk away from it. When you have been in the eye of the storm and managed to reach into the depths of who you are, and know that you will survive this too.

When you remember who you are, you cannot be broken. You cannot be buried under the wreckage. You cannot be consumed by fire. You cannot be washed away by forces.

When you remember that you are born with a fighting spirit, one that does not wither at the sight of pain, fear or threat, you will remember that this is only temporary.

When you are surrounded by rubble, you dig deep and you remember who you are. You remember that the fire cannot burn you. You remember the rain cannot wash you away and the ocean cannot drown you. You sit in that rubble and remember who you are. And then, you rise and you live.

For life always goes on.

Take Care

Miss Stone