Writing a post on a blog that no one reads or cares about is surely the way to communicate the things I want to tell my family and friends.
Don't worry, sarcasm hand is raised.
I don't mind that no one reads this. That's not the point of it. The reason why I sporadically write this blether is because I like to write and why not write certain things so that anyone else could find them at any given time?
But I'm becoming side-tracked. The reason for this post is simple. I have a friend who suffers and knows what they need to do in order to not suffer. At this point in time, they are still trying to decide whether or not they want to continue on suffering because being happy is hard work and maybe it's too hard for them.
We all come to this point in our lives. There is always a time when we are brought low, sometimes more than once, in order to make the decision we were sent here to make; happy for eternity? or happy for this short moment in time?
No one else can make this decision for us. There is no support system of people or fiction strong enough to give us a semblance of stability while we make this choice. This choice decides our eternal futures.
I pray that whoever suffers in the world will choose to be happy for eternity and then will search for the path to that eternity. It does exist. I promise you.
