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You are stronger than you could ever imagine. You are here. You could so easily have killed yourself. Yet you chose to give life a go. You chose life. Not death. You chose life for all the reasons you write. Primarily because death is final, life still gives you another option. And the belief. The belief in a little flicker of a light that was shadowed against the wall. You couldn’t see any light. You saw a reflection of a pinprick. You chose to believe in the light. Continue reading “LTM: 18th July ’19”
Let Our Love Shine!
It’s Tamara! I find joy in life by taking the love that God gives to me, and letting it shine outward so that others can find comfort and hope.
us not numb
ourselves, to the point of
sacrificing our truest and most noble
feelings by attempting to Continue reading “Let Our Love Shine, Reason 184”
Not Alone, Reason 183
Hi, this is Tamara, and when I feel despair in life, it gives me hope in knowing that I do not go at it alone; in fact, I am never alone! This is reason to fight onward with my fellow brothers and sisters!
No exceptions are given to anyone from the terrible suffering in which we all experience in our fallen world. However, there is comfort in knowing that we are never alone in whatever pains befall us.
Illusions of isolation and aloneness during our misery tend to heighten our despair, and thicken the dreadful sludge of gloom in which we must drag ourselves during these bleak times.
This is Tamara!
Doses of shimmering colors and soft, pastel shades can be seen in greater richness and vibrancy when viewed through the healing touch of a child’s eyes. This is reason to find great joy and wonder in life!
If I could glimpse through a child’s eyes
at all the wondrous beauty that they see,
My eyes would drink in so much joy,
and these captivating feasts
would satisfy me!
I would see the sun glossing a sugar-pink rose,
and a turquoise river flowing wild and free;
There would be rainbows on every corner,
Continue reading “Child’s Eyes, Reason 182”
Hey, there! It’s Tamara, again, and I’m on a roll!
As far as Reason #181, I love the Lord’s warm, loving reflection upon my heart, as a major reason to find joy in being alive!
In this poem, I am feeling rather blue from the bitter cold, but the Lord comes through (which is really no surprise as long as we trust him).
Winter had come quite early for her,
though in reality, it was still early autumn;
she wore a coat, hat, and gloves, Continue reading “Reflection, Reason 181”
Hi! Tamara, here…
I enjoy watching Water Dancers.
I will explain, below:
Bright, silver triangles,
shimmering beneath the sun,
bobbing up and down,
amongst crystalline dwellings,
Hello, this is Tamara –
Big Dogs are cool, and fun! Having fun is a good enough reason, in my book, to live!
My dad’s 100-plus pound dog, a silky Black Labrador (with a coat so glossy, that it shines even when there is no light present), follows me around everywhere.
So, this means that when I sit down, he plops on the floor, right below me.
Thus, as it so happens, I arose from the chair to do some errands, and as I took one gigantic step over him (so as not to actually step right on top of him), he also rose up (there is humor in this), and so, all at once, I found myself riding on the back of this big, black horse!
After writing this post I feel like it’s a reason. Life has always been about holding on. I’m grateful. That it begins to feel different. It begins to feel as though maybe there’s something more to life and this world. Maybe life can be, will be, about where life is heading. It’s heading – somewhere. I’ve no clue where that somewhere is. But it feels like it’s heading somewhere. Like it can head somewhere.
The past couple of weeks is the first time in my life that I’m beginning to see that there could be a life. It was/has always been about the opposite. First it was suicidality with no awareness of it. Before that, I never really lived in the world. I used to wonder if I was living in a dream and would one day wake up. I used to wonder if I was really real or a figment of my imagination – I know, where’s ‘my’ imagination coming from, or someone’s imagination. After I chose to give life a go 2.5 years ago, it’s always been, just hang on, coz’ it’s worth it, for there has to be something more. What’s the something? Who knows. Just believe. Believe in those who have done it before. Believe in the impossibility. Life’s been all about hanging on.
The skies blue here
Blue sky helps me
Feel sane Continue reading “Blue sky #169”
Reason 162, Blackjack Song!
Hi, this is Tamara! I have thought of another reason I cherish life: I like to play Blackjack! Continue reading “Reason 163, Blackjack!”
Pain. Is all I see
Pain. Is all there can be.
Pain. All around.
Pain. Without a sound. Continue reading “One Hundred and Sixty Two: Giving it to god”
Hello, this is Tamara! And, this is Reasons, #161: Continue reading “English Bulldogs! Creative Writing, 161 Reasons”
Today’s been tough. Lots of thoughts swirling around. Sadness for this girl who never knows what life for bring. I wrote her a letter earlier I wish I could have told you this before you killed yourself. Jealousy that she isn’t here anymore. Continue reading “One Hundred and Sixty: A reason (linked)”
Broken phones. One Hundred and Fifty Eight. I broke my phone the other day. I know, it seems like a strange enough reason – breaking a phone. But yet there it is. Or here it is. Whichever you may. I dropped my phone on the road and I’m pretty certain it was driven over by cars. A really nice guy on a bike rang my phone for me and delayed himself by a few minutes whilst waiting for me to find my phone. Continue reading “One Hundred and Fifty Eight: Broken phones”