The Only Way Out is Through

"I can see no way out but through."

~Robert Frost, from his poem A Servant to Servants:

December 9, 2024

In moments of struggle, deep sorrow, or grief I always remind myself that I have to look ahead—to the other side, where the storm clouds will clear and the robins, with their happy song, will announce, “It’s safe to come out now.”

Nothing is permanent.

This too shall pass.

One day at a time.

These words may seem trivial and hollow, but I assure you, they’re not. None of these words take the pain away in the moment or lessen the hurt, but they always get me through. It’s the only way out—through.