What’s the worst that can happen?
Worse things happen at sea!
We like to keep a stiff upper lip, don’t we?
Let’s not talk about things that might cause a stir, rouse emotion, give cause for a tear to be shed.
Not showing emotions, not crying is a sign of strength, they say.
Then by that logic, showing your emotions, hot tears running down your face must be a weakness.
That view is nonsense.
Emotions are what make us human. We may cry tears of joy, or tears of sorrow.
But what is prevalent in my mind are those tears of sorrow, of grief, of what should have been.
Trying for so long to be strong. Trying for so long to distract myself, to keep myself busy.
Grief is a heavy load to bear. It rides on my back, tries to lead me in to darkness.
I hold on to the view of the journey I have walked so far. I hold on to memories, precious memories. I think about the future, what it may bring. Good things, surely.
I hold on to love.
Those tears, those tears that need to come will not make me break.
Those tears will cleanse. They will purge. But they will not erase.
Those tears will exhaust, drain, cause pain.
But not all tears are an evil.
Vulnerability is not a weakness.
You go to the bottom, you rise again.
After, I will regroup, restore, stronger.
Ready to fight again.