i am not crawling under a rock.
I am active,
i am doing things.
I am living,
but there are times memory is my enemy.
So i am alive
and will continue to do.
There is still sorrow i face,
but it is only because we are here,
in this sad place,
where we must struggle each day to see the beauty.
We should never stop that struggle
because this place is but a shadow of what is to come.
For this i am grateful.