Unfinished.

These last couple of days have been days of reflection for me. I really am beginning to enjoy blogging. The idea of putting an idea out there for people to read intrigues me. On top of that it seems to help me to sort out my problems. I have a problem dealing with hard situations and I almost always bottle them up.

Tonight, for the first time in a while, I want to cry. I want to sit here in my bed and sob all night long. I want to shed tears for Wade, Haley, Carmen, Pat, Ruth, Robert, Molly. Anyone I have ever lost in my life. At the same time I want to live for Wade, Haley, and Molly. They lost the chance to live and I feel like I should catch hold of life and live it as fully as possible. The problem is that I am afraid. I am afraid of living. We all are. Some of us face it head on with courage and strength and others cower in fear and live in the shadows. I am ready to emerge from the shadows fighting head on. I want to be seen. I want to be strong. I want to be an inspiration. Not only to myself but to other people also. I want to be the light that guides someone through a difficult patch.