Minimal Hx to the Maximum

Everyone has that one person in their life who just seems to always be pulling the short straw. They try so hard and keep falling again and again and again. For privacy’s sake, we are going to call this person Sam.

Now Sam has been around since before I can remember, never really taking a huge role in my life but always being a present, albeit, background force. And as soon as high school hit for her, she just found things spiralling out of control.

Jumping from emotion to emotion, she didn’t realize where her life was leading her– or not leading her. She seemed to give up on hope and fly steadily deeper and deeper into the dark places. It was if she would stand at a series of doors and trek hesitantly deeper and deeper into a house of which she knew nothing about, malicious things popping out from the velvety black interior.

As Sam’s path continued, things were said and done to try and benefit the light by shattering the darkness. The problem with that unfortunately is the willingness to pursue.

The mind is willing but the body is weak.

I need the light to get into those dark corners. I need the son to fly into her rips and tears making something new and whole. I need you, and she needs you just as bad.