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Communication. It's the first thing we really learn in life. Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking the harder it becomes to know what to say. Or how to ask for what we really need.
Gone are the days of sandpits, sandcastles, crayolas and make believe. Gone are the days of trivial pursuits, and actions with little consequences. When did we become adults? How do we make this stop? You'd think after being through 5 years of an emotional rollercoaster, you'd be more prepared to handle the cards that life hands you. There is no manual for growing up and making decisions, no amount of experience that helps you remedy a conflict of head versus heart. I have never wanted something so badly before, yet ever so ready to let it all slip through my fingers.
Everyday. I tell myself that patience is a virtue.
And everyday, I pray for peace.
It's so hard to make peace when another has wronged you, so hard to make peace when you know you'd just end up in tears. So hard to make peace when you know it will be the final straw.