If I were to be honest, I would have to say that despite it all: all this opportunity, all this growth, all this time, and all the ways I have learned to grow… At the end of the day, there is still sometimes an emptiness that I just can’t quite make go away.
I have a life I am thankful for, I am awed by, I am hopeful to always pursue. But is this emptiness the yearning of an internal instinct which is never quite fulfilled? Is this emptiness the lack of a greater faith I just can’t quite believe? Is it a maternal awareness that human life must pass on to others beyond myself?
I don’t know.
But maybe I’m not alone in feeling my way through the emptiness of being alone. And that simple sentiment gives me courage to still fill that emptiness with the faith, hope, and love I sometimes worry are too fragile to hold. So despite it all, if I am not alone in being alone; then I still have a maxim (perhaps a cliche) to help me continue on.
–Written by Sandy Heights
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