February is a month full of anniversaries for me. Each year when the calendar turns to February the flood gate opens wide filling my mind with memories. Some of the memories are swift like a current, coming in and moving away just as fast. Others are deep, and touching them takes me under to the dark place that I have grown from. While others seem to have washed themselves clear, reminding me that time does heal all wounds. February does not come easy, it challenges me to stand amongst the raging waters of my past, and to trust the bridge that I stand upon as strong.
Photo: Leaves floating on the water, and gathered at the bottom of the pond.
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