15.01.2010 - The day when my world stood still ...
This day, this stupider day. Usually I celebrate on this day the anniversary of my separation. This year, I almost forgot that it is the 10jähringe anniversary. Wow 10 years already, respect. How beautiful it is to be able to get out of some situations - even when one has to blame himself married in which one has the wrong. Well, I can only say shit happend. Apart
that it was a normal day. A lot of work to do. Optimum stop working. Then off to her friend ... restoration. This means: new highlights, new nails and a good portion of new self-confidence.
But times may be on almost all areas of life, however well prepared, and yet, messages or events to bring everything out of balance.
All what you believe or what you have recorded and classed as "important" or "absolutely necessary" becomes less relevant. With a set that is so unexpected and expected to hear the world turning on itself. It stands still ...
And then when they come to be is it just still quiet and dark. There is nothing, nothing at all. A gray curtain has descended on your world and you yourself are incapable of evading them.
After 2 weeks of the silent and lifeless existence to set fixed but that the world has turned very well, but you yourself just not. Everything is going on, but they themselves are left somewhere.
Therefore, the question then is: How do I establish how it ties in to a life? How do you deal with things that you do not understand and has no solution? How can you escape from the swamp of sorrow or sadness? How to get back to life, even if we are closer since the birth of the death than to life?
You drive on a normal Monday to return to work to go ahead and goes but in the wrong direction and not even notice it. What to do when you sleep, despite sleeping tablets? What to do if one's grief can not even drown in alcohol? What to do if a half Hour drive with no memory almost ends in disaster?
Many a time we experience situations in life, that we can not circumvent or bypass not want. Many a time it is a broken washing machine, which brings us back to life. Back to the here and now. You realize that the pain is no less, even if one submits to the unconditional. You realize that death is a constant companion and we have to go all that way once. Solace may be the end of suffering or the unconditional love of a child. And for that we should fight, steady and stable. No matter what adversity to come on, there is always someone there, one needs. Yet doubts remain guilt and blame ....
should have been more to say so many things to do, or or or
But an OR and a will but there will always be ...
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