Alone
Sometimes.
When you walk in a crowded place; without thinking, without really looking and you see familiar faces, some smiling, some giving a simple nod and you know that you are living. You think you can.
There are many more times you stand in a room full of people you know and people you love but it may never come back to you and you know that you may survive. If you hang on.
So many other times you walk with people you call friends whom you think will be there but you look and see a fog and as you push along you feel all your spines are dead cold and you are fearful because behind all that; you are actually alone.
And when the room’s too fogged up and making you cry; you need to stop and run out of it, pushing another door apart hoping that this time, it’ll be alright.
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(Update)
As I finish writing that last night and did my devotion afterward; these were the words spoken to me:
Romans 5:3-4
3Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4perseverance, character; and character, hope.
What else can I say. I need such character and He is still working on me. 
Tags: life journey, Sadness