I sat up in the strange bed fearing it had been a dream, afraid I would never see her again. Not because I wanted anything from her, only her presence. The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death.
I think this is what we all want to hear: that we are not alone in hitting the bottom, and that it is possible to come out of that place courageous, beautiful, and strong.
Fear was about possibilities. Not things that had happened. Things that might
Ich werde nicht alles erreichen, was ich will, aber ich werde alles probieren, was ich kann.
My faith gives me the ability to say, whatever is next, I’m ready. If it is Hillary or Trump I am ready because they might sit on the desk but they do not sit on the throne.
Never fear starting. Fear never starting.
You ever had the feeling the future’s become the past while you were busy being scared?” Gracie asked. “All the damn time,” Mac replied.
I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening.
When I put down Lance Armstrong’s book, I understood something profoundly. Edie, if you can move, you’re not sick. I decided right then and there that no matter what cancer did to me I would continue to move. Movement was what the physical body was designed to do; it was how it coped and functioned. Movement was vitality. It was life.
I would move. Always. No matter what. Until my last breath, I would move.
You must conquer fear with faith.