Reality is a Hard Pill

Believing our struggle is our cross to bear is a hard pill to swallow.

It’s what makes life’s unbearable moments even harder. “How is this my life?” and “Is this just the way it is now?” are natural questions that arise as we process our reality. But conclusions reached while in the clutch of a hard life can’t be trusted to be completely balanced.

I have to question: What is reality? Is it a pill? Must we swallow it?

My reality now.

I am navigating the fiercest journey of my life. There are no markers; no road; no path. I was in the process of a steep climb in my life, like trying to reach the top of Mt. Everest, with my husband as my spotter. But now that he is no longer here, the intensity has increased. The conditions are no longer favorable and the terrain seems unbearable.

Yes. It’s been a hard pill.

Huge obstacles blocked my path suddenly and next to them I feel quite small. No matter how hard I push myself, I am unable to continue as I was before.

No. I refuse to digest that sorrowful pill.

Even though everything is being shaken in my outer life, I purpose to be free and secure in my inner life.