Memories And Nightmares

Today I gave advice to a young person torn by the sting of a relationship gone sour. Now I wonder, can I live by the very words I use to comfort another? Can I let go, and be transformed like the calm after the storm? And so, here is my challenge to live on, and choose happiness over pain after the rain. It is then perhaps that I will find those brilliant colors stretched out across the sky above.

There is a reason they call them memories. Some are the ones we cherish most, and put away for safe keeping, others teach us a lesson, but give us a choice to learn from, and move on, or let them haunt us like nightmares that won't leave us alone. The question is, will we learn from them, even though they are filled with personal connections too intimate to share with just anyone, or will we let them go like a pleasant thought gone awry? Peace comes after a tough fight, and freedom is never free as we must be vigilant to protect ourselves whenever the harm draws near, no matter where or when, even in our dreams. Ghosts only matter if we pay attention to them, other wise they eventually go away into a shadow of our former selves. Take heart, always look forward, and never let hope take you back where the pain made you less than the beautiful human being that you were meant to be. Have faith, grow from the rain that once poured out upon you, and know that love is kind, forgiving, and patient over time.
God bless.
Witt