Like the waves hit the sand and drift back and forth, I have these moments of overwhelming sadness. They just hit me, wash over and then they are gone. I am thankful that they go as quickly as they come, but it is a deep, haunting sadness at times that makes me feel as if I just feel off the monkey bars, landing flat on my back on the playground. I can't breathe, I can't talk--I just lay there.
So when these waves of overwhelming sadness hit me and then leave, I'm left trying to figure out why they choose me in the first place. I'm not sad, I'm not mad, I'm just enjoying my morning, watching a movie, sipping coffee, feeling the breeze off the lake, watching the calm and peaceful water sparkle in the sunlight. But there in the back of my mind, tucked in the corner collecting dust, are memories that contain the sadness.
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