Things that are currently in my head...

If love comes in all form and manner;
Why do I feel unloved often in the day?

Is it my failure to see, or my refusal to admit?
Or is it merely my reluctance to accept
Unless it is in the form I want to receive?

Like everyone else, I would like to be appreciated, understood
And most importantly accepted.

Where do I rank my sorrows, when I compare it to the sorrows of the world?

Where does it compare to 3,000 released inmates that are struggling to pick up the pieces?
With a Yellow Ribbon Project that is funded by the very people that do not support it.

Where does it compare when a 23 year old girl dies in an accident leaving behind a 6 year old daughter?
Is having a doting grandparent any consolation at all?

What about an incurable deadly disease that affects one in a moment of folly?
When does one mistake becomes a no-through road to repentance?

Why does physical disability dictates a narrow career path?
When is one justified to become a part and not apart?

I guess when you compare it to the world, it is hard to allow your difficulties to be a debilitating factor.

I did consider to be colder and more detached. But I do not think that is the answer.

I need to be stronger but, more importantly, I need to do my part.

Then maybe, probably maybe, I could give myself time to grieve momentarily every once in awhile.