Good Friday
Every mountain I've climbed was real and the experience was hard. Time dulls down most things, I'm not saying all things-- there are those magical moments that seem as real to you as the moment it happened. But every mountain I've climbed is now far behind me and there are bigger and smaller mountains that lie before you.
Today is a bad day. This year is a bad year but so will the next years. But there will always be the morning when you realize that you're okay. Things will never be fine and you won't ever be completely okay. The people you lost are people you lost and the hurt may never go away.
But damn it if you loved them. Damn it if you kissed them hard and held them too tight. Damn it if you dreamed a million dreams with them. They were a part of you and they'll continue to touch your life whether you like it or not.
So love them. Love the hurt, the pain and the moments you burst out laughing and felt like the best thing in the whole universe. Smoke that cigarette and lick that ice cream cone like a lover's caress. Say what you feel without putting anyone down and focus on one task at a time. Color your room with a million dots, sing a song with all your heart, write a poem and take a picture of the blue, blue sky.
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