Day 110/365

I used to believe that old adage that "time heals all wounds." I held onto my hurts thinking eventually they would just-- go away. Waiting for time to heal me. And the truth is, there are things that time can erase... pains and injuries that are forgettable. Because that's all you get from time... the blessing of forgetting. And for some things, that's all you need.

But the things that truly hurt, the things that rock you, change you... time isn't enough on its own. To heal the things that stay with you, there's more to it than just waiting passively. There has to be action, passion, determination. You have to have faith in yourself, in your future, you have to have and accept love. You have to believe that there is hope for a time when the pain will recede.

I've stopped waiting for time. Partly because I don't want to forget anymore. I don't want to just forget the things that happened to me. Good or bad, they shaped the person I am today-- and while I do want to move beyond the hurts, the pains, the hardships-- I want to be able to heal and remember.

I can remember and still heal and be whole. I have so much love to draw from, and faith, and yes... hope too. I don't need to forget when I'll be so much stronger for remembering.