Sometimes life is hard. Like really really hard. There are days when it is overwhelming, and you can’t see sky because there’s so much shit on top of you. It feels like you are struggling, endeavoring to fight the fight, scratching and crawling, and endlessly working only to remain in the same spot. You don’t see any results, you don’t see anything positive, it seems like all is lost. The only thing you can do is keep inching forward, keep moving along because what else is there to do. If you stop, if you pause, if you wait, you’ll get buried. So you keep going.
Then one day you look around and the sun is shining, your kids are laughing, you are laughing, and you know that somehow you did something right. The birds are singing, the sky is blue, the water is glistening in front of you, and peace. When did this change occur? When did you stop drowning? It was incremental. All of your todays felt the same as your yesterdays, and yet, here you are in the middle of hope. You have moved away from despair and have edged towards happiness. Simply by keeping one foot in front of the other. Sometimes that is all you can do. Sometimes it is all you need to do.