This letter is to you-
Dear person fighting the good fight-
To the single parent, that only gets a "break" when they're sleeping, even though your sleep is interrupted by your children waking up hungry for a bottle or needing to cuddle from a nightmare. To the entrepreneur that has been brave enough to venture out and create their own business, but is left with the unsettled feelings of, "How am I going to make a living off of this and actually feed my family?" To the person that has just lost a loved one and can't fathom how our world is still turning and people are going about their usual days without this person on the planet. To the courageous being who has just moved to an entirely new city, without knowing a single person. To the person in debt up to their eye balls and only able to make a payment with credit cards, in turn, acquiring more debt. To the new mother, who is completely exhausted and somehow, lonely; even though you spend every waking moment with a new little soul.
To the teacher who spends countless, extra hours just trying to figure out ways to make the curriculum click for your students and receiving, not only, little to no recognition, but constantly fighting with the outside world about what you're doing and why. To the kind soul that just wants to give back, but can't find the way how--or the way to make a living off of it anyways. To the person fighting disease and constantly asking, "Why me!" To the person trying to find their purpose. To the person who will have their Christmas lights up until next year. To the person missing some one that's far away, so much, that you just want to curl up in a ball and stay there.
To the student in college, changing their major at least five times and losing your drive to finish. To the kid in school getting picked on for no good reason. To the bullies that haven't addressed their own insecurities and sufferings, so you take it out on some one else. To the neighbor that would actually like to get to know their neighbor better. To the mother constantly questioning if she's doing things right. To the mailman that put the letter in the wrong mailbox. To the person who tripped in front of a large crowd. To the Dad who wishes he could spend more time with his kids, but is working so hard to get his family financially comfortable. To the kids that enter each day un-jaded and pure. To you and you and you...and, you!
We are all in this together. We've all been one of these people at some point in our life. Reach out to some one and don't be embarrassed. You will be surprised how much support you receive. We are all longing for comfort and to comfort some one. Remember to be compassionate. The person you're feeling sorry for today or pointing and laughing at could be you tomorrow. Bring the happy into some one else's life, not only your own. Sometimes people just need a shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold, eyes to look at them, ears to hear them, and a pair of feet to walk along side with; they need human touch and compassion.
If you are one of these people, finding yourselves in a tough spot in your life; sometimes we just need to hear a few encouraging words. So, I'm here to tell you this; I believe in you! You're going to heal, grow, and learn. You will be better in the end and able to pass on the knowledge of this hard lesson you're learning. I, believe, in the worst days, that's when it's most important to look at the small things. Maybe, a cool looking cloud can offer you a smile, the wind in the trees can offer you a sense of peace, or a stranger opening your door can offer you a sense of hope. Whatever it may be, I hope you find a smidge of contentment in today.
With love,
A fellow human-being.
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