The Orange Daisy
A friend of mine, in an attempt to provide some constructive criticism, which I asked for, recently told me I have a tendency to be spineless. This surprised me, as for most of my life people have told me how strong and resilient I am. But spineless, never. I have thought about that a lot. It has really resonated with me. I also recently had some down time, I do not usually have and I allowed myself some of that time to revisit a grieving process I’m not sure I really went through. Life continued on and back then, I made the choice to continue on with it, to run from the pain of the grief, to sweat instead of cry because I believed it made me stronger to get back up and never actually fall all the way down. The other day, when I allowed the time for the grief, I realized it took me more strength to cry then it did to sweat it out. Maybe strength is found more in the gentleness of life than the harshness. I think ba...