The Life We Remember
Is Slipping Through Our Fingers

During our present circumstances, many dread the frequent and straightforward question, "How are you?" The responses are often heartbreaking. Engaging with family, friends, and strangers, I admire those who courageously share their lives as I listen with empathy. They trust me even with their darkest secrets. If only I were able to reciprocate. Instead, I selfishly guard my private world. Remaining silent, I do not reveal my dreams, fears, and pain. 

I have mastered the art of deflection.

We remember life before the chaos of derailment. We cling to the hope of keeping our job, home, family, relationship, health, or sanity. We weep over broken dreams as we endure a harsh new reality. Life is fragile.

All who can convert trauma into power possess a rare and valuable gift.

Embrace it!