In the quiet moments, when the world is still and the weight of battles fought and lost presses heavily upon the soul, it’s the scars that bear witness to the depth of the struggle. It’s not the losing that cuts the deepest, but the caring too much, the hope that each trial will lead to rainbows and gardens of butterflies and flowers, only to find it’s all but a fantasy. These battles, they come knocking at our doors, unwanted guests that we fear to welcome, knowing the havoc they can wreak. Reality, cruel and unforgiving, forces us to open the … Continue reading You are not alone …