Motivation Monday - The Sun Still Rises

I was twenty years old when I thought the sun wasn't going to rise the next day.

I'll never forget that feeling because it was a moment of my life that I had somehow managed to escape for years and years despite the circumstances. You see, I always had believed in positivity up until that point of my life. I also always had believed in the notion that things can and do have a way of getting better. And yet, as I sat down on the side of the street, having stealthily crept away from a small party with my friends, something inside of me snapped.

For the first time of my life, I didn't think the sun was going to rise the next morning. I didn't think there was "more".

My resilience had bled dry. The remainder of my faith had been pierced in the one last microscopic spot it was hiding. And as I opened my then 'flip' phone to stare at all my contacts wondering who to call, one in particular illuminated underneath that starless Irvine "bubble" evening.

Mom

Something certainly possessed me in that moment. And before I had any control to stop myself from doing it, my fingers had already itched and called her.

I knew she wouldn't pick up; you can't talk to people who aren't there anymore. ut all I wanted to do was hear her voice.

And, well, I did.

"You've reached the voicemail of Frances Lambky. Please leave a message after the beep. BEEP."

Her perfect British accent leapt through my ears like she was sitting aside from me on the street as if she were a ghost. And as I called another dozen or so times just to siphon the memory I had of her, the dam inside of me began to slowly chip and chip away.

I lost it in that moment. I openly admit that, now 8 years later in my life. That doesn't make it any easier though.

You see, reader, I actually thought that the more I called, something might happen. I thought she would answer. I thought that if I kept dialing, eventually, I'd be directed to the hotline up in heaven.

These were my actual thoughts. These were the thoughts of a young, stupid, twenty year old.

I remember my friend Richie eventually came outside and found me that evening. Embarrassed from the tattoo of tears I couldn't manage to wipe away in enough time, I just embraced my friend's support and went back inside forging a smile.

...Yet, as I walked back into a room filled with life, I knew I wasn't adding anything to it. Because the thought never escaped.

I still thought the sun wasn't going to rise the next morning. But, you know what?

It did. Because it always does.

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My intention for each Monday on this website is to share something personal or heavy with the purpose of it helping someone reading it. Now, admittedly, I always seek to help when I write. It's why I do it, after all. It's why I chose to do it, even when there were plenty of other options in my life open to me.

Still, Monday's in particular are a day that I want to try and provide some help or motivation to you all. And I hope this post provides that for you. If it doesn't, then that just means I haven't done my job and I promise to try even harder, reader.

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I think every human being, regardless of the level of their emotional or physical resilience, faces a moment like I shared above in their lives at some point or another. Maybe it's already happened. Maybe it's going to happen.

But sooner or later, we all face a moment where it doesn't feel like the sun is going to rise the next day.

It's a dark thought, really. The absence of hope. The absence of faith. The absence of, well... seemingly verything. But that's just it... 'seemingly' everything.

Because what may seem today, might not seem tomorrow.

Look, we deal with a LOT in life. Some of us might hate their career and feel trapped. Some of us might have lost something or someone and want it back. Some of us might have messed up and lie awake at night beating themselves up for the mistake. Some of us might be wondering how to afford food the rest of the week and still pay rent. Some of us might feel alone and wonder why nobody else is around them.

We ll struggle. We ll urt. But if we're willing to accept the fact that the sun still rises despite these conditions surrounding us, then we all get through 'it'.

And when we get through 'it' ('it' being life's many battles and tests), again, guess what? We become a little stronger. We become a little wiser. And when things inevitably grow dark again, we are able to see a light that previously wasn't there.

Think back to everything in your life that has ever crushed you. Even if it hurts to do (just as it damaged me this afternoon to write those first few paragraphs of the post), you eed to remember those moments in your life.

Because...

You got through them. It was you that made it out alive. And maybe thinking and reflecting about everything you had to overcome will aid you in getting through whatever is standing in front of you right now too.

I mean, think about it... what's different? What makes his articular challenge or problem at the here and now impossible? Absolutely nothing at all! If anything, with the right amount of flex of your mind and heart, it should actually be easier.

Yeah, you have scars... so do I! We all do! But the scars of our life aren't meant to punish us. They're meant to show the world how far we've come. And most importantly, how far we're willing to travel to get to where we NEED to be.

So, if you're in a dark place of your life right now... just remember that a kid on the side of a street calling his departed mother isn't in that dark place anymore. He saw the sun rise the next day. And so will you too...

...as long as you're willing to keep going and never, ever, ever give up.

You'll see it too, reader. I promise. And when you do see it, let's all take a picture together. Because while it's easy to remember the darker moments of life, it's a hell of a lot easier to remember the one's that shine the brightest.