This road I travel is often bumpy and rocky. I frequently find myself wrong footed, twisting an ankle here, tweaking my back there. Some days the road is highly visible under clear skies, making it easier to traverse despite the challenging conditions. Other days the road is shrouded in fog and I stumble along not knowing which direction I am headed. Sometimes I crawl on hands and knees groping for a helping hand. Sunshine is often followed by rain, hail, and wind. However, the sun inevitably shines again, bringing with it clarity. Unfortunately, the cycle of sun, rain, hail, and wind is never ending, and the clarity is fleeting. It is a long and twisted road. Traversing this road often leaves me mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted, bruised, and battered. Sometimes I grieve my inability to see the end.
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