Love…

I don’t have a why so much as a driving force.

Frankly, when I ask myself

“Why am I still here?”

One word comes to mind.

Love. It is because I love.

Simply. Purely.

Sometimes I hate myself because of it.

Yet, it’s always there, the compassion, the honesty, the hope for humanity’s outcome. Always there, even when I am fed up with all the nonsense that is happening in the world right now.

Always a glimmer of hope in the back of my brain that somehow humans will stop repeating their mistakes and start learning from them on a global level.

Love for others is my driving force, the reason I write, the reason I am still here and if my life lessons can help change another’s life to do better,

that made it worthwhile.

Love is always the answer.