Copied from the fibro page on facebook:
Start with some ordinary sand. Heat it, put it through some trials, and it becomes a glass. Glass can look nice and shiny, but only having been through one trial, it is easily shattered. It was not very strong.
But heat it more, crush it, compress it, put it through this over and over for years and years, and much of it disintegrates. That which did not disintegrate became a diamond. It became stronger, more resilient, with a depth clarity, and beauty to it that cannot be unmatched. It cannot be shattered with just one blow.
If you have been through many trials, if you have been heated, crushed, pressured, and driven to your very limit, you may feel as though you cannot take anymore. But realize, please realize, you are stronger, more resilient, more beautiful, and have more clarity and depth than ever before. You can no longer be shattered with just one blow.
You are precious and rare. You are indeed a diamond. :)
What a lovely perspective and beautiful analogy for the trials and tribulations that many of us chronically ill people suffer with. I think I will send this to my sister who suffers from severe Fibro, because she has always been a diamond in my eyes.
Thanks so much for sharing this with us Cricket.
Hugs,
Daisy
Oh my Cricket, you sure do have a way with the words! And thanks for the "pick me up", I sure needed today! :D
Patze
Cricket,
Thanks so much for posting this! What a beautiful testament to all who suffer daily, and what wonderful encouragement it gives to us.
Blessings,
Melinda
Oh, Cricket, I feel I'm still a diamond in the rough! :P
Quote from: Cricket on November 16, 2011, 02:29:28 PM
You are precious and rare. You are indeed a diamond. :)
Thanks for sharing, Cricket.
I really do believe we find out HOW resilient we really are as we navigate and find our way through the Sjogren's maze. No one said it would be easy, and we definitely know that, don't we?!! ;)
Bucky
Thank you for the inspriation.
I know I am tough. I was very sick and had to go into the hospital once and the drs said they did not know how I made it there on my own two feet - lost a lot of blood then. I got through to being responsible at an early age, taking care of my folks, job ups and downs and now with the Sjogrens and learning to take care of and be an advocate for myself, by myself. I just wish I was smarter at a younger age. :-\
Durn right I am tough. I had someone tell me once as long as you remain feisty, you will be ok. so I am staying feisty - in my heart anyway. ;)
What a wonderful poem.
It brightened my day.
Thanks!