I had the chance at lunch today to enjoy some wonderful sunshine (rare at this time of year in rainy Washington). It cheered up my spirits and refreshed my soul. I love a good moment to myself, and inspired by the warm sun I began writing, writing...writing. I wrote until the scrap paper I found in my purse could hold no more words. I did not think about what I was writing or try to make sense of it. This is what came from my heart today:
Freedom doesn't come without a price. There's no way around it, you have to go through fire. The end result isn't as precious when you haven't given up everything to obtain it or haven't fought until you have nothing left. It means losing people closest to you or fighting to keep them alive. It's always the moment when you are about to give up when breakthrough comes most unexpectedly. The main thing is to not give in or give up, but to stay strong until the bitter end and victory will come.
The truth will always come out if you hold on for it.
Evil people will not always succeed, morning will always break even the darkest of nights, and justice will prevail. Take heart and continue on.