It’s one of the paradoxes of life, one of the most confusing and hard to take things, but it’s one of the important truths . . . that painful and difficult things often get worse before they get better.
In order for a wound to heal, often the infection must be cleaned out before you can stitch it up. When a baby is born, after hours and hours of painful labor, the worst pain of all comes just before the miraculous birth. The very darkest part of the night happens right before the sun comes up.
This can teach us so much about holding on . . . about sticking with it . . . about bearing through it to see the other side . . . about doing the hard work of digging out the infection, cleaning it thoroughly . . . no matter how painful it is so that we can fully heal.
There is nothing like the feeling of holding a new baby in your arms after that horrific final pain, and somehow the pain you just endured made the experience a million times sweeter once it was over.
When the sun comes up, it is such a welcome beauty after such a dark night.
Would we be able to feel the incredible miracles, the beauty, the joy, the peace if we didn’t know this pain just before it ended?
Stick with it, wonderful friend. You will be so glad that you did.
You are strong enough. You will be able to do it. Just keep breathing, keep going. We are rooting for you every step of the way. You are so very loved.