Why do we love so hard, only to allow tragedy to pull us apart? Why do we keep ourselves so busy, that we miss or ignore what’s important? Is it so we don’t have to be honest, face the truth… Most likely. I’ve allowed fear of disappointment, in certain situations, to control my true feelings; because the times I have spoken them, well – it didn’t turn out so well.
We’ve all got a past and at one time or another felt the sting of pain; at least I have. My greatest joy, (giving, helping and loving others), has always been my greatest heartbreak. Truth is, we travel a path that will carry us as far away from the hurt as possible, only to have it catch up to us. And when it does, man does it strike with a vengeance.
September the 9th of 2009, had more in store for me than I could have ever prepared for. Although, I must admit, this was no different than any other time in my life; only this time would prove to be tough and a blessing. The tragedy of that faithful day led to my life changing forever and turned my world upside down.