«The glory of God is man fully alive», but how could I continue living when my world ceased to exist before me. How could I drag my feet off the bed to face the day in front of me. I could wipe my tears from my face, but nothing could mend the pieces of my heart the lied broken, shattered on the floor. Yet somehow, the days passed and time continued. I found myself picking up the pieces and found strength in my family and my friends.
Someone told me, «When everything around you is dark, the light will have a greater impact.» I found my joy in those that who showed compassion. My smiles came my faith that everything would be better. Maybe not today and maybe not this month, but someday. One day I would wake up and all would be well. I would be able to conquer whatever was thrown at me.
I want to be fully alive. I want to be completely in love, fully dedicated and fully enjoying the life given to me. I want to be able to to always be happy and when I’m not, know that soon I will be. For I know that, those who are in the dark, will see a great light and our tears will soon be turned into dancing.
By Emma Henderschedt