There will be hard days.

DenaAugust 11, 2011 | as it should

A Little Note to My Friends Who Need It,

There might will be hard days in your life. And hard weeks. And hard months. And hard years. Hard times will rise up from the depths and try hard to drag you back down there with them. But don’t go. Fight them with all of the might inside of you. Call on the deep reserves of strength that lie in the pools within you. Have faith that—right now—you are exactly where you are meant to be. Because you are.

God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. You were never not coming here. —Sufi poem

These hard times will pass, I promise. And it will be beautiful on the other side.

With all of my love & all of my light,

Comments (11)

  • Lou Mello

    August 11, 2011 at 4:55 pm

    Keep an even keel and even when times are difficult, be positive and things will eventually turn for the better. Reach out to friends and family, trust yourself and try to do a little good each day.

    1. Dena

      August 12, 2011 at 12:42 pm

      Thanks for the thoughts, Lou. Excellent advice.

  • James Moffitt

    August 12, 2011 at 10:01 am

    Wow, very good stuff. Life can be such an adventure. That adventure is not always fun. I have heard that those things that do not kill you make you stronger. If that is the case my wife and I are giants in the land. We have had our fair share of ugly stuff. Through it all we have clung to God and one another for the strength, love and guidance to get us through. One day at a time, that is all that we can do. None of us are promised a tomorrow so the best we can do, is to do the best we can with what we have today.

    1. Dena

      August 12, 2011 at 12:43 pm

      I’ve heard that, too. “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.” Although–during the dark times–it can be difficult to accept, I do believe that it is the truth. Thank you so much for your presence here, friend. <3

  • andra watkins

    August 12, 2011 at 10:56 am

    As I submit my novel and listen to the crickets chirping, I can say with certainty that I am in the midst of one of those valleys of life. It is the loneliest place I’ve ever been, to have created something, to keep putting it out there, and to get………..nothing. I heard so many horror stories about rejection letters, and I cannot even get one.

    In our darkest places, we still have to believe in ourselves, to pull from the buried reserves of inner strength that will move us forward. Heck, some days I have to pour figurative gasoline on the cold embers that remain in the dirt at the very bottom of that pit of buried reserve. It isn’t easy, but it’s all part of growing. When we stop growing, we die.

    1. Dena

      August 12, 2011 at 12:42 pm

      Just reading your comment gives me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. I haven’t written about it, but in my past life I was a poet. That’s what I went to school for. It is “what” I was, and more importantly “who” I was. I defined myself by that word and by my ability to succeed at being that word.

      I remember the cold, nauseating impact of rejection.. after rejection… after rejection. It was so incredibly hard. I had to learn two things and I hope that these things will help you, too (even if in the smallest of ways):

      1. A word (poet, novelist, writer, accountant, coach, speaker) can never define us. It’s a simple sentiment but gaze at it, it’s quite powerful.

      2. A thousand horrible rejections will be washed away with one simple acceptance. It took years for me and then one day I was published in the Columbia Review. I know that it will happen for you, too. Don’t give up.

      Best of luck wading through these dark moments, my dear friend. I am thinking of you & sending you bunches of love & light. xo

  • Michelle

    August 12, 2011 at 4:22 pm

    Hey Dena, I loved this article. I really needed to be uplifted. I am definitely going through some hard times in my life right now. Being unemployed and having a hard time finding employment, not know how I am going to pay my bills, but I realize I am not the only one who is going through what I am. I will keep taking it one day at a time, continue to look, and know that there is something out there for me, but that God has not led me to it yet, or it is not the time right now. I have to remember that I have a great family, and a Masters Degree in Social Work that I am almost done with that no one can take away from me. Thank you for the great message.

    1. Dena

      August 16, 2011 at 11:50 am

      You are so welcome Michelle. I am so proud of you. Keep pushing forward. <3

  • Meg

    August 12, 2011 at 5:59 pm

    Dena…. I love you!! You are the best and this makes my Friday. I am going through a transition at work where I am being pulled in a thousand different directions. Hard times….yes. But could it be worse. Of course. So I read your post and I smile becasue you remind me that life is life, and what happens- happens. I need to stop worrying about how it could be simpler and focus on what I can do now. Thanks Again.

    1. Dena

      August 16, 2011 at 11:49 am

      You are so welcome, Meg! I am so happy to hear that this resonated with you. Best of luck through the transition. XO

  • Dena

    February 10, 2014 at 1:21 pm

    Awesome reminder of the power of God.

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