I saw this trio of lighted orbs during one of my visits to garden centers. They were mesmerizing. I can look at them for hours. The lights were low, couldn’t use a flash, it was difficult to take a proper shots but I tried anyway and somehow I managed.
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“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
My life so far had been a long and arduous journey. Still is. Most of it, I did on my own. No friends, no family.
Along the way I’ve met and overcome all forms of evil. I didn’t come out of the experience unscathed. Some wounds are still bleeding.
On this journey I have met exceptions that restored my faith in humanity. But those are few and far between. I cherish and carry them with me to guide and keep me on track. There will be no hope if there is no faith. We have to believe in something to sustain hope. We need hope to go on. We have to go on if we want to stay alive. So simple is that.
I have chosen to go on no matter what. It doesn’t mean I don’t entertain the idea of giving up. At times, like now I am ready to end it all. Something keeps me from doing it. I don’t know what. Maybe hope.
Halfway the journey, I’ve met Sam. Frodo’s Sam.
Innocent, childlike, inexperience and not without faults. But loyal and dedicated. In his own ways, courageous. He refuses to give up. His continuing support, unconditional love and understanding baffled me. When the going gets tough, I told him to pack and go home. He’s still here. Good.
Together, we hope to reach Mordor and break the curse. Wish us a safe journey.