It's never easy to reminisce about things you had no control over, things you lost, people you've left behind. It always throws you backwards. Nostalgia sets in. Whether you remember the good or bad, its never a comfortable feeling.
People aren't poetry. You can't define a mix of emotions, personalities and passions into a few neatly typed lines.
I have come to learn that people are hurricanes. A wild, chaotic whirlwind of life changing madness - locked away in every person. But this is not necessarily a bad thing...
Think about it for a second - think of anyone in your life who you care about deeply, did you "fall" in love with them or did you absolutely, completely crash head first into it? Whether this be the first time you held your child or the first time you realised you saw yourself in another.
The people you love slowly become hurricanes. Whether they hang around or are ripped up from the roots, your life will never be the same. Good or bad, better or worse.
Obviously, loss isn't easy. Death isn't easy. Moving on is never easy.
Obviously, loss isn't easy. Death isn't easy. Moving on is never easy.
Sometimes it's the kind of heartache you feel in your bones. Where every breath you take pulls you back to times which seem like a lifetime ago. Places, smells, memories, expressions, words - all reminding you that you let a hurricane lose and there was no taming it.
Like real hurricanes you are simply left in the wake.
Other times though, are peaceful. Disconnected. Eerily distant. Quiet.
Although hurricanes tear through everything in their path they also bring new life. Eventually.
They rip down old walls and places that once stood tall and proud. They challenge the unwavering.
In places you once found comfort and familiarity, they somehow build reassurance.
Just in time for another hurricane.
To learn to dance in the hurricane, you need to jump right in!
