There are seasons in the journey of life where everything is not ok. I am not talking about the bad days where everything seems to be going wrong. Your car doesn't start, your dog runs away or you get into a fight with your best friend. I am talking about those stretches in your life where your heart hurts - where the hurt reaches to your toes.
You go through life because you have to. You put one foot in front of the other simply because you are not dead - at least your physical body isn't. You smile with your lips but your heart is crying. You act ( to strangers) like everything is ok. But everything is just not ok.
Things move and swirl and dance around you - but you're in a bubble. You're not in that world anymore. Things look different, dull and lifeless. Forever different. And you are not ok.
And then out of nowhere, for seemingly no reason, comes a moment - a tiny moment - where things are ok. Not wonderful or beautiful or even happy - but ok. And somewhere deep in your soul is that glimmer of hope that there will indeed be other tiny moments where you are ok.
This was that moment for me.