When things are difficult–whatever that might mean to each person– some people eat. Others drink. Some need a shoulder to cry on and some need a body to sleep with and some people pray and some people quit.
I lift and write and read. I talk with my wife. I write letters. I play the guitar.
When things are dark, what comforts you? Where do you go for help? This has been on my mind a lot this week. I always like to know what works for other people. If you’re comfortable doing so, I’d love to hear how you handle the lows.