There is a sublime comfort when we find the sun setting on the world all at once.
Theres a silver lining to the storms we go through, especially when we weather them together.
There is a kind of freedom in the togetherness.
Lidia Costea
There is a sort of liberation.
Just for a moment, we do not have to worry about whether or not we are doing enough.
We do not have to run in circles trying to keep up with a life we didnt want anyway.
We have been leveled and we have been equalized.
We are all united against a common enemy, and there is relief in that.
There is relief in that we have permission now.
Permission to cry, to feel, to be devastated.
We also have permission to breathe, to rest, to remember.
When the first thing goes wrong, you cry.
When the second thing goes wrong, you get angry.
When the third thing goes wrong, you throw your hands up and start laughing.
This is not because our plans havent been thwarted.
This is not because our circumstances arent dangerous and real.
This is not because this is a laughing matter.
The humor in our plans, our egos.
The humor in our certainty, our presumed infallibility.
The humor in how naive we can be.
This is our silver lining.
This is where we will find hope and plant faith.
This is where we will slowly, and gradually, recover.
The world breaks us all at some point, in some way.
Some of us become stronger where we were once wounded.
Maybe that is the point.
