A small piece to add to my puzzle.

This is dedicated to the ones who hold a piece of me in their heart, without reservation, without question. You are all small pieces of my puzzle.

War. 

Such a harsh unforgiving word.

It invokes ....

Pain.

Death.

Loss. 

Regret.

Anger.

Frustration.

Anarchy.

Chaos.

... and countless other emotions so deep, they are best left unsaid, best left where they belong.

Images of a torn bleeding heart, its soul crying acid tears as it corrodes hope and faith within.

War.

A word so full of painful depth, so carelessly thrown around these days.

What many of us don't realise, is that with each passing day, we fight a war.

A war against life.

The choices between the easy road, which most of the time are choices made that is not so 'right'. 

Then there's the battle we fight between choosing this easier, well worn road between the road that's rockier and less travelled.

Living life is a war. 

We can't win this war without loosing some battles.

It is recognising our loses in this battle that tests our strength.

Our ability to get up, to learn from lost battles are what gives us our  character. 

It makes us who we are. 

The question I ask is this.

What battles have you lost?

What paths have you taken?

These battles won and lost, paths taken and left aside make up who you are. 

What you do after you loose a battle defines the core of your being. 

What I realised today, amidst the chaos of my life, is that ....

I would have not won my battles alone.

In this moment, you who have stood beside me in my battles have my gratitude.

What I've also realised ...

.... in this fleeting moment of reflection is that happiness is fleeting and that we don't live forever. 

However, brief it may be. 

It's there.

Amidst the chaos of your battles ....

It is there.

The trick is knowing and being aware that it is there. 

Waiting for you to open your eyes and grasp it with both hands and enjoy it while it lasts .... 

Until it comes back again.

You ....

.... who have stood fighting by my side. 

Are also with me, reveling in that happiness.

I thank you for that joy.

We can look behind us. 

At our loses.

Our regrets for decisions not made.

Or wished we had made instead.

Or ....

We can look forward.

The thing is, what we do in our battles, in our war with life and living to L I V E ....

Is that we will never be that same person, that we were, two minutes ago or when we started fighting our war.

Remember that what we do in our fight to live ...

the choices that we make .... and what we do with the consequences ....

Are the small pieces that goes towards the makeup of who we are. 

The pieces of what we are destined to B E.

I add this moment of happiness to my puzzle. To remind me once again to be grateful for my life. 

Of the battles fought ....

With you by my side.




© msphreak 2013