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If you've heard the song "Your Winter" by Sister Hazel, the following post will make more sense to you.
I connected to this song today when scrolling through the playlist, especially "grey ceiling on the earth, well it's lasted for a while". Sometimes it seems like there's a grey ceiling on the earth, doesn't it? We get those occasional breaks in the clouds where we have a bit of light, but other times it's just a thick, cloudy ceiling keeping us bogged down in a dark oblivion.
I don't want to be anyone's "winter"; I don't want to be someone's source of sadness, bitterness, or regret. I'm proud to say that I know I'm not; I take responsibility for my own problems, and when I do take refuge in the compassion of another, it's only temporary and until I can get back on my feet emotionally.
I connected to this song today when scrolling through the playlist, especially "grey ceiling on the earth, well it's lasted for a while". Sometimes it seems like there's a grey ceiling on the earth, doesn't it? We get those occasional breaks in the clouds where we have a bit of light, but other times it's just a thick, cloudy ceiling keeping us bogged down in a dark oblivion.
I don't want to be anyone's "winter"; I don't want to be someone's source of sadness, bitterness, or regret. I'm proud to say that I know I'm not; I take responsibility for my own problems, and when I do take refuge in the compassion of another, it's only temporary and until I can get back on my feet emotionally.