Last night I shared my creative and truthful short film with my younger sister and mother. Going into this I knew within me of the spiraling emotions it could bring, a concerning solicitude for my well being.
Mere minutes passed before my phone was ringing by a responsive mother. Her unsettled awakening poured through the speaker and into my heart. A mother's tears can have a profound impact that shakes the core of a child.
I've always protected her from the elements of pain and danger and kept her safe from the realities of my ailment. With Despair's grip now strangling my life my ultimatum had pinned me into the corners of desperation.
Desperation of a dispirited soul.
An awakening transpired last night, one that reminded me why I've continued onward for so long. I could never cause her pain. I could never trade the ending of a lifetime for a lifetime of questions for her.
Time to wake up and take what little is left and channel it into change.
Mere minutes passed before my phone was ringing by a responsive mother. Her unsettled awakening poured through the speaker and into my heart. A mother's tears can have a profound impact that shakes the core of a child.
I've always protected her from the elements of pain and danger and kept her safe from the realities of my ailment. With Despair's grip now strangling my life my ultimatum had pinned me into the corners of desperation.
Desperation of a dispirited soul.
An awakening transpired last night, one that reminded me why I've continued onward for so long. I could never cause her pain. I could never trade the ending of a lifetime for a lifetime of questions for her.
Time to wake up and take what little is left and channel it into change.
