A Storm

September was by far the longest and stormiest month of the year, and by stormiest i meant literally and figuratively.

It was a month I have always feared. I anticipated bad things to happen. True enough, a whole bunch of them did. It was a frenzy of unfortunate events and the last one totally turned my world upside down.

Honestly, I barely made it. It was a struggle for two but if one let’s go,everything else will start dragging you down. It was dark and stormy and I was stuck in a quicksand and it was bringing me down every minute. Still, I wasn’t giving up. I had no intentions of doing so. I kept hanging on to whatever  was available to grasp on. Just when I thought I was about go down completely, a hand reaches down and grabs me out of it. A hand I’ve always longed for.

Storms happen and sometimes, it just catches you off guard. I find comfort in the fact that it can’t forever rain. Sooner or later, the sun will come shining again and if you’re lucky, it comes with a rainbow  that promises a new day…new hope and maybe, just maybe it won’t ever happen again.

Thank you,DJ. Thanks for coming around. Happy 18th.

I love you.