Things shared.

The world is full of hard things. Everyone has their own troubles. Troubles come like rain or a fierce storm that threatens everything in its path. Destruction of the body is nothing compared to the destruction of the soul. For in the soul resides those things that are eternal; those things that move us.

Life is nothing more than a series of moments. We may go days, even years before the moments that truly change us occur. Those moments are what matters; those moments are what we remember.

Pain is a hard thing. The harshest pain can only be afflicted by those we care about; the closer the bond, the deeper the wound. That wound is often inflicted without the knowledge of the inflictor.

It may be as simple as a lack of interest in your work or passion. Indifference is a cold lover. Parents, spouses, and friends are often the unwitting culprits. Support is not the same as genuine interest. If your child draws, really look. If your parent paints, enjoy and take the time to really see it. If your spouse writes, read it. Share the moment.

 Passion is something that is better shared.