They say you know who is true when life gets hard.
The ones who stand forward are the ones who have always been there..
But sometimes, it’s the ones you least expect.
Not because you misjudged their character or their morals
But because they maybe aren’t with you in your every day lives.
All of these people, both the constant and the infrequent
Deserve an acknowledgement,
Some words of thanks.
Sometimes the people who show up
Are not the ones you would have expected.
They say it takes a village to raise a child…
I am that child,
and I am grateful, in this moment, for that village.
The silence was literally deafening,
The read receipt reads 15:48,
The time ticking by slowly as you count the minutes of silence,
And the clock keeps ticking,
And the silence stays silent.
And then one day, the lights went out. The walls closed in, faces became blurred, words went unheard and there was nothing but silence.
And it was deafening.
And then she held the tip of the sword to his neck, softly. The skin dented but did not break but he still fell to his knees and wept.
There was fire and it burned so brightly in her eyes that it was startling to any who saw it. The ones who thought they knew her were so taken aback by it that they stood there, mouths agape, silent.
And then the air felt pure, the earth righted itself and a huge weight was lifted.
And then just like that, her head was calm.
The past stopped haunting her, the memories of people long gone, left.
And then just like that, she was home.
My goal for April was to read more regularly and surprisingly, I did it.
A little bit of this and that – mostly things for University assignments. An article, a journal, a page or two of a book.
During these uncertain times where motivation is severely lacking, I am surprised to find that I did actually still achieve the goal I had set out to do – without any intention.
What else is 2020 going to surprise me with?
March is the time for having a healthy sleep routine – to be strict with myself on what time I put my phone onto silent and switch off the TV.
March was the time of placement – the next step in my degree. Working closely with vulnerable people within a service that is both terrifying and exciting and loving every second.
‘Working’ 9-4, 5 days a week – longer when given my own caseload – had me feeling very motivated and gave me a feeling of purpose.
The threat of CoronaVirus has put this experience on hold, hopefully temporarily, which has left me with a frustration that has caused tears to fall.
But I am sleeping, which is something positive to focus on. No matter how small this achievement, no matter how insignificant, I have done it.