Time heals all?
Grief. Wounds. Heart aches. Time heals all, they said. But does it? Many times when people closest to me grieve or feel broken, I’m tempted to use that one very cliche phrase. The one that reads something along the lines of “you’ll be fine”. I try to stop myself from saying it but for lack of better consolation most times, I end up saying it. And each time, I hear a tiny voice in my head saying, “ you don’t know that ”. When I experience tough times and ride rough rides, I try to tell myself that it’ll all get better. That these tough times don’t last. That with each passing day, it’ll get better. That time will heal it all. And to some extent, it does. With each passing day, I forget. I forget the depth of the pain I once felt. With each passing day, I gain strength. Strength to overcome potentially similar challenges in the future. With each passing day, I gain better reasoning and understanding. The reasoning and understanding to deal with situations better. With each passing
