Sarah Parker reflects about learning, reading and writing.
Sunday, 9 March 2014
There are days we can scarcely believe how lucky we are. Others we can barely hold on. There are so many positives and negatives happening simultaneously right now, I can give myself over to neither. They have each cancelled each other out. I'm left with my faith and trust. Which is all I truly need. Yet, I continue to ask for more, claim I need more, selfishly want more. Right now, I feel as though I want a sedative. Most of us grab a glass of wine to deaden the pain. Part of me knows it is critical to push through it. So, I choose to stay awake, metaphorically awake. I hope and hope and hope for hope.