It is often said “bad news comes in threes.” I have always felt this saying was a little silly. I’m not usually superstitious, but this year has truly been a year of bad news in three. Within three months, I lost three people in my life. By choice, not by choice, and by death.
I have held high hope in sharing lots of good news and good things for Moonshine & Wanderlust and I do have many sweet things to share that have happened in the midst of these stormy days, but for now there is a lot of pain and hurt. And, I’ve promised to be real. And, honest. Because at the end of the day it doesn’t matter how much lifestyle advice we can share amongst each other if we are not true to what really goes on in life.
Last year was really tough and challenging for me concerning one circumstance – but I chose to grow from it and learn from it and I made some changes. This year has come out of the blue with some real, deep heartache. Heartache from losing relationships that were unreconciled, heartache from knowing love and losing love, and heartache from losing a deeply invested relationship. Life is unpredictable. It’s full of piss and venom towards anything that is good and holy.
Yes, I still have health. Yes, I am so blessed and fortunate beyond measure. But, oh how my heart has really been torn apart this year. I have had to face loss in ways I never wanted to experience. Ways I have always been afraid of experiencing, but that I didn’t know how I could cope if it came to pass. I am coping. And, I am hopeful.
“Hope is a waking dream.” – Aristotle
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