Fight

The fact of the matter is that life is just hard sometimes.
And it's easy to lose ourselves in the hardness of it.
In all the false starts and futile attempts.
In all the dreams still dreams.
But without dreams and hopes and inspiration, what is there left to strive for?

I get why it's easier -- safer perhaps -- to just accept defeat than to crash in continual disappointment.
But that's the tricky thing about life.
You just never know when something could change for the better.
When wounds could heal.
When you might catch a break.
Or achieve the most impossible dream.

So fight against the mundanity. Every day.
Fight against the hard to reconcile reality glaring in stark contrast against the entire universe you've dreamed up for yourself.
Fight against depression. Against anxiety. Against any and all voices that would seek to silence you, or to sentence you to a fate that was never ever intended to be yours.
Fight to hold on.
Just a little bit longer.
Knowing that, believing that, there is beauty to be found in all of it.

Impact

We have no idea the impact we can make on someone’s life just by offering a simple word of encouragement, by showing up, by supporting them in some small way.

By acknowledging their gift. By embracing it. By giving them permission to step towards their dream again. To crack open the door they had closed and barred, the door they had planted trees in front of and allowed bushes and weeds and vines to overtake and overshadow. By giving them permission to walk through into blinding light, the light that is their gift to the world. By saying, “I believe in you. I believe in your gifts. You can do this.”

Sometimes all someone needs is the smallest reason to keep hoping, to keep moving forward in pursuit of the beautiful, full life they were always meant to have.