Sadness comes again.

For a good reason.

I hate being sad.

I don't think anyone likes being sad either.

But yet today I find myself sad again.

Finding myself uncomfortable with this feeling...

Wanting it to go away too.

--

Why do we hold on to sadness?

Often, in the eyes of others, it feels like such a silly thing to do.

Yet I don't think so at all.

Because sadness is a part of me.

It's the part of me that carries a heavy burden too.

--

So I spoke to my sadness today, asking it why it's here again.

It said to me, "I'm worried we lost sight of our purpose again. Life has just been so awfully tiring lately".

I nodded and agreed, because to a big extent it's true.

"Whats the point of all this? Are we sure this is what we wanted to do?"

And I looked at sadness, who really is the younger version of me standing in front of me looking worried.

And I said, "yes".

"Things are tough right now but this was what we were always meant to do."

"Because we chose this path not only because it was a meaningful one, but because it helps us make sense of our pain too."

"How", he said?

I replied, "So others will know how to deal with their sadness and emptiness too".

And relief fell through this boy, shoulders much less tense.

"Are we doing well?" he said.

I said, "With you here by my side as a reminder of why we do what we do?"

"We are wonderfully well".

:)

Tired, but absolutely fulfilled.

Take care,

Hernping

💙

For K 🫂

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