I am here to write about the dark side of the moon or when life gets tough and shoots lemons in your heart.
The blood and lemon juice will not make lemonade in your heart, you will need to slowly, painfully ooze out the lemon juice to purify your heart of it’s acidic nature or heal the wound naturally. Wow….wow is all I can say.
In my life I have been going through what is called the dark side of the moon. A phase that has left me exhausted and broken hearted. As Tupac says “for every dark night there’s a brighter day.” I am truly looking forward to that brighter day.
Without going into extreme detail everyone goes through challenges, whether it be from losing a loved one, having your heart broken, dealing with the stresses of life, or perhaps losing closeness to God himself; life can get hard, does get difficult, and tests us in ways we never thought we would have to endure.
As an educator I have experienced that my life unfortunately ceases to be solely my life, but instead becomes an integrated part of the school. Your personal life becomes aired daily from little kids mouths, up the ladder to parents, and circulates through coworkers like veins in a community body. The community of people knowing somewhat of your business is well part of the job description not talked about.
My work and my life are so closely related it is hard to separate the two. When my physical body, energy, heart, sacrifice, and soul goes into my work it is difficult to keep that smile going when I feel like breaking down and crying.
Just like students have a hard time avoiding bringing their problems to school, it is hard for an adult to mask the same lingering taste of pain, stress, and hardship.
I know that without self love, acceptance, support from friends, coworkers, and family, the dark side would remain maybe not forever, but longer.
I know that the dark side of the moon will pass with time. Things change as the passing of light in crescent picture frame fragments slowly sliding revealing the moon’s beauty. I will wait gently on my heart to heal. Only to wait patiently for a brighter day, a brighter tomorrow, a lingering hope of somehow knowing these challenges that I face, that everyone faces, will get through by the grace and guidance of God’s tender, loving, and gentle hand of peace.
Life teaches us, time and time again that to every darkened night there’s the loving grace of day. Tupac Style.