Tears #1

This month, I've cried a lot. Doors that have been open have slammed shut in my face. Relationships that I used to be so sure of have left me feeling empty inside. I look around and wonder why is it Christmastime because it doesn't feel like that to me. 

During this time I've had to learn how to adapt to the circumstances around me and be okay in them. There were two days this month in which I cried so much that I didn't want to eat or see any one. I got to that point where I actually cried so much that I feel asleep. But when I woke up the next day, even though no circumstances had changed overnight, somehow I felt better. It didn't make sense why I should feel better, but I did. 

That's exactly what being a Cockeyed Optimist is all about. Even when nothing makes sense, somehow you know that everything will be fine. So in this season of perpetual hope, I can pick myself up off the literal and figurative floor, wipe my eyes and blow my nose, stand up and take a step forward.