Today is another day of struggles. My body aches, I have been on the edge of tears for most of the day, and the fatigue has been hard to beat. I feel alone and empty.
I sit here tonight and try to recall a moment of joy from the day, even if just a brief smile. The closest I came was for about an hour before my boyfriend came home from work I was listening to music and going through posts here at WordPress. I don’t know if I can call it happiness or more of a quiet understanding. Music that I was familiar with providing comfort and reading words that tugged at my emotions.
Looking at beautiful photos and reading touching poems kept my mind from wallowing in self-pity. Some days the quiet moment of peace are better than happiness. Some days they are the closest thing to happiness. I embrace the moments that get me through, however small they are.