I never thought I could dread Saturdays so much.
I dread Saturdays more than Mondays and Thursdays.
I used to love Saturdays. Saturday was my special day. It was the day I would usually look forward to. Everything that was good happened on Saturdays. Saturdays made my heart soar.
That was before.
Now, I just feel like I want that day to fly faster than Hermes with a hundred wings.
How bad is a Saturday, you ask? Saturdays open up that deep wound in my chest.
Over. And over. And over again.
And I start to wonder. Would it be like this for me in future Saturdays? My heart palpitations are bad enough. You wanna add cutting the wound in it open again, too?
I fear the future. I fear what my heart would be like. I fear what I would be like. In weeks? Months? Years?
Because as far as I know, I know nothing about it at all.
But there's a cure to this fear.
LIVE HAPPINESS DAY BY DAY.
A friend told me, "It [the future] shouldn't bother you. Coz you'll find out eventually."
He could never be more true. What's the use of wondering, really? The present is more important. How I'm dealing with myself right now is more important.
The only way to heal and dispel fear is to breathe in happiness each and every day.
Find happiness in a friend's embrace. A nice hot meal. A hearty laugh. A smile. A cool breeze on a hot day. A good conversation.
Happiness is always there if you choose to see it.
Choose to see happiness. Choose to see God. Because our God is a happy God. And he wants nothing more than for you to be happy. For you to wake up whole and not broken. For you to see love. For you to see beautiful sunsets. :)
Right now, I love all my weekdays. Even my Mondays and Thursdays. That's two days down, one to go.
I hope that happiness fills you with every breath you take. :)
I dread Saturdays more than Mondays and Thursdays.
I used to love Saturdays. Saturday was my special day. It was the day I would usually look forward to. Everything that was good happened on Saturdays. Saturdays made my heart soar.
That was before.
Now, I just feel like I want that day to fly faster than Hermes with a hundred wings.
How bad is a Saturday, you ask? Saturdays open up that deep wound in my chest.
Over. And over. And over again.
And I start to wonder. Would it be like this for me in future Saturdays? My heart palpitations are bad enough. You wanna add cutting the wound in it open again, too?
I fear the future. I fear what my heart would be like. I fear what I would be like. In weeks? Months? Years?
Because as far as I know, I know nothing about it at all.
But there's a cure to this fear.
LIVE HAPPINESS DAY BY DAY.
A friend told me, "It [the future] shouldn't bother you. Coz you'll find out eventually."
He could never be more true. What's the use of wondering, really? The present is more important. How I'm dealing with myself right now is more important.
The only way to heal and dispel fear is to breathe in happiness each and every day.
Find happiness in a friend's embrace. A nice hot meal. A hearty laugh. A smile. A cool breeze on a hot day. A good conversation.
Happiness is always there if you choose to see it.
Choose to see happiness. Choose to see God. Because our God is a happy God. And he wants nothing more than for you to be happy. For you to wake up whole and not broken. For you to see love. For you to see beautiful sunsets. :)
Right now, I love all my weekdays. Even my Mondays and Thursdays. That's two days down, one to go.
I hope that happiness fills you with every breath you take. :)
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