—to be seen yet remain hidden.
There’s a lot of things I’ve realized in this season, one of them is the sad truth that no one would be there for me once I failed. People wouldn’t talk to me out of concern but because they just want information–but I won’t give them that. Of course.
Sad.
There’s a lot of things I’ve realized in this season, one of them is the sad truth that no one would be there for me once I failed. People wouldn’t talk to me out of concern but because they just want information–but I won’t give them that. Of course. Sad.
Life moves through seasons, each one distinct, each with its own rhythm and lesson. There are the springs of our lives, filled with new beginnings, growth, and the bright promise of what’s to come. It’s a time of discovery, when everything feels fresh, possibilities stretching out before us like the first blossoms after winter. Then…
Writings of Red 