The Sun Will Rise and So Will We

by Jennae Cecelia

You wake up each morning with an unknown course in front of you. Questions racing through your mind. What will today hold? Will things ever be fine? But please know just how important you are to the world. Like the sun, we need your light too. This is a time we will look back on and remember that we got through these unprecedented times because of you.

I’ll clean that space tomorrow. I’ll wipe it until it shines. Oh, how I wish it was that simple to make my mind feel fine.

While you are picking up everyone else’s pieces, don’t forget you have pieces to pick up for yourself too. You can’t pour from a broken glass. Take time for you.

You can live for your next vacation, when the bell rings, the after-work drinks, the warmer days, the sunnier mornings, the Friday nights that lead into Saturday mornings. You can live in a constant waiting for what you perceive as better times. But how many little moments are you missing that truly make up your life?

These times will go by in the blink of an eye. A whisper in the wind. Then they will be the moments you look back on with nostalgia. As you sip your coffee and remember how it tasted back then when you were up until 4 AM. Right now, it feels hard and never ending, but one day it will be pieces in your memory that you struggle to put back together. Enjoy today. For you have so many tomorrows.

Where do you feel the most alone? At home between you and your four walls? In the streets as people pass, but don’t make eye contact? We aren’t really alone, we just get lost in the loudness of life and forget that to see and be seen, we need to take it slow and quiet.

I am finding myself longing for the moments that I once looked at as small. The hum of coffee shop chatter and glasses clinking in celebration. Now I am realizing it is those moments that mean most of all.

One day came and one day went. So when are you going to make it happen? Are you really going to say, one day again?

I bloomed my own flowers faster than waiting for someone to purchase me some.

You didn’t climb all this way, to ignore the view and just keep walking to the next place that is a goal for you.

I want to remember these days. The ones where we ate a whole watermelon on the front patio while sipping a mango sour beer. The days we drove around the city that is always booming without traffic with iced coffees dripping in condensation. When life was simple again. When the world woke and saw that connection was all they wanted.

You can’t stay in today forever. Whether it is good or bad. Whether you want to or not. Nothing is permanent. It is beautiful and tragic all at once.

Just because my house is put together does not mean I feel put together inside this body I call home.

Today could be the day you look back at in five, ten, twenty years and say, “The decision I made that day is what got me here today.”

My mind makes me feel like loneliness only lives in me. That everyone else is free. But in reality, we are all a little alone. We just feel like we are the only ones that have loneliness invade our homes.

I am strong but I am soft too. I can hold my own, but oh, how I melt into you. Not because I have to. I want to.

You can’t flood yourself with negativity and question why nothing positive is flowing to you.