Lost and Maybe Found

This summer has been teaming with ups and downs, many of those ups being weekend visits to my lovely lady and overly expensive, yet delicious foods, along with hitting the ponds for bass. The downs, however, have been seemingly stronger than usual and have really been down.

I had to face the stark and familiar realization that I wouldn’t be attending school, again; and I’m just a semester away from reaching the social mega milestone of graduating from a four year university! But wait, don’t look behind you into the ominous shadow from the treacherous mountain of FedLoan, SallieMae and College Ave, ‘cuz it’ll be there for a while. I am so close to finally reaching the end of the now 6 year tunnel, yet so far from escaping the ever deepening pit of debt. So in short it hurts; pretty bad. But that’s just me.

In life I have been told many a times that you have to look at the bright side of life! Yes, this is true, hands down, all my money on it. But, what about those who are bumbling around in the perpetual darkness of their minds? Where is it supposed to be bright? Where is the box of matches you need to spark the fire? I can’t lie (since it’s a bad thing) but I’ve been lost in that darkness for a while. Yeah, there are moments where you shoot up out of nowhere and you’re above the clouds and basking in the light. It’s warm, comforting, like a hug form grandma or some hot soup.

Then the descent begins again. And it’s never a straight plummet, more like a feather that’s just a bit too heavy.

For the people in the dark which is, sadly, a lot more than I ever dreamed of, I understand what you’re feeling. We have goals, we have dreams and aspirations that are quite often larger than life itself. We are hard workers, sons, daughters, fathers and mothers, friends and everything in between. And we can do whatever we put our minds to! But, we’re just a bit lost, scared.  A bit down hearted and maybe, a little hurt. So yes, this summer has had its highs and lows; always will. I won’t take away from the good times, because they were brilliant, exciting and full of life and love. I cherish them and am honestly excited to make more.

But the downs are still there and they are haunting. They’re tough, relentless and have the capability of separating us from the things and people we love. It’s dark, frustrating and seemingly endless. There’s a lot of us down here, sort of just shuffling along, trying to make it- so that’s gotta mean something.

Although in darkness, there’s a chance that we can find one another. There’s a possibility that we could get back up to the glorious and sun soaked clouds and just stay there.

So we will have to fight, hard and for a long time. Just to break away from these downs and leave them in the past.

We are lost right now, yes, but maybe if we keep our heads up and reach out with all we’ve got.

Maybe we can be found.