Seven Truths When You Are Drowning in Sadness
A few weeks ago I had a dream. I was walking along a path. On the right side was the mud-filled river. Slowly weaving its path to the sea. The ground beside the water was muddy and wet. As I walked along and I looked to my left. It was filled with broken down shells of houses. The houses were made of concrete and some had doors, others had none. I walked passed almost a hundred houses. The windows were all broken…