Pain. Songs, poems, and plays have depicted this feeling throughout time as humans attempt to grasp the strong emotions wrapped up in this simple, four-letter word. Wherever man treads, there he finds pain. Simply take a look at history, pages and pages are filled with words of pain and suffering. War. Fighting. Genocide. Death. No history book is complete without these signs of conflict and pain. How can we think that our lives can be whole without pain as well?
Take another look at history. Can peace be achieved without war? Can reconciliation be reached without a struggle? It is through battles that victories are won and combat leads to resolution. Because we cannot escape pain, we allow it to build us up making us stronger as we fight through our situations.
Back in the United States, the last five days have been filled with pain. Never, in all my twenty years, have I encountered such heartache. Since saying goodbye to Bulgaria, Southeastern Europe, and all the friends I made while there, my days have been filled with survival techniques. Sleeping, running, reading, shopping, and talking are my feeble attempts at filling the hole in my heart.
However, as much as this pain hurts, it reminds me that I am human, filled with love and loved in return. I hold onto this pain because it reminds me of all the wonderful memories I created while in Bulgaria. Under no circumstances would I trade this weight for anything in the world, knowing that with the pain comes hope. Hope that, although we are separated for the moment, we will be reunited in the future when our bonds of friendship are strengthened with time.
Before clay can become a beautiful piece of art, it must be painstakingly molded by the potter’s hands. In this way, the pain I am now feeling is shaping me into the woman I am meant to be. Though the process is not meant to be pleasant, the outcome is well worth all the agony felt up to that point. Patiently, the potter is forming me into the stunning creation he intended me to be before he began. Holding onto this pain, I will fight to become a better sister, friend, and person as time slowly heals my wounds. Pain will only last for a moment, but the results will last forever!