I thought of writing today and opened this site to find that it was my anniversary…I started here six years ago, today. In the November, my favorite time of year and my favorite place. My home, my saving grace. To me it is just where I belong.

It is gray and raining here today, as it often is, and that is why I belong here. As I absorbed the darkness of the day I was reminded why I embrace sadness as I do. I am safe here. Whatever life brings me, whatever comes my way, I feel I can endure it. If I should fall, it would be a short fall. So I am content here.

That doesn’t mean that you have to be. Find your place in this world. Not a place of comfort, as that will ensure that you stay there, that you never advance. Find a place where you are content, a state of mind that allows you enough ease to think before you act, but gives you enough of an edge to push forward, to forge a path. It will not be comfortable, and sadness will find you but so will happiness, and when you’ve known both you can choose which one provides a place that you can fight from. Which one gives you what you need to make you a force of nature, an unstoppable version of yourself. You can choose what to adhere to, and don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise. They don’t know you. Not like you do.

And remember where you came from. Remember what you are. If you should fall, remember. In that, you will find the strength to get back up.