Unbroken in Solitude

You know I keep coming back to these words, Paul's words. It's like a

lifeline we are hard-pressed on every side, but not crushed. Perplexed,

but not in despair. Persecuted, but not abandoned. Struck down,

but not destroyed. I never thought scripture would feel so personal, like it was

written for me right now in this empty house. Some days the

silence is heavy. It's like a weight on my chest. The echoes of

laughter that used to fill these rooms, they haunt me. I won't lie,

I've felt pressed, squeezed by memories and regrets. But I'm not crushed,