Bound.

Bound.

The dark clouds are simply a reminder of the beauty that lies within and beneath them.

I thought these last few months were the worst of my life...

I didn't know it could be so special.

So beautiful.

So freeing.

Freedom from the need of closure.

Freedom from the desire to complain and compare.

I've seen too many people's story end like that...

And this time I'm going to listen and learn.

The suffering is part of it all.

And I am free.

To embrace it all.

To be wrapped up in the darkness and endure.

Looking for the light and through the darkness.

Gleaning new lessons and new perspectives.

Bitterness... You have no hold on me.

Yours faithfully,

Qavah.

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