Sorrow

Tonight I started listening to Missy Higgins' Where I Stood a song that used to have special meaning to me.  I love the haunting lilt within it's melody.  I started listening to it as this white box on Blogger sat open waiting for my words and my eyes filled with tears as it struck that place of sorrow within me.  A place I have been able to distance myself from, a place I have given myself some breathing space from.  People run from their sorrows, deny them, bury them deep down, do not speak of them.  But sorrow has always been a companion in my journey.  Some sorrows run so deep they become a part of you.  I think this is okay though.  It doesn't mean something bad necessarily.  Life is hard.  Or we make it hard.  Or it is hard to watch those we care struggle.  The degree it appears in people's lives may vary, but I believe sorrow is a part of life.