“Beauty at the finish,” I said.
At the time I was in a good place.
I was able to accept my situation
As temporary, then,
But today is different.
I know why I hurt,
But I don’t know how long.
Yet, I never know how long the pain will last.
The thought is no different than any other day.
Today, I am choosing to wallow in my pity.
I can, however, choose to think differently.
“Adaptability curve,” she said.
We have to adjust to
Anything life throws at us.
We have to work at it.
We must reconcile our feelings with our situations.
If we don’t try to fight,
We have chosen to be miserable.
I have to choose every day.
I choose to claim my power and fight.
“Beauty at the finish,” I say.