embers of fire (part ii)

Sometimes when you are in midst of problem, an excruciating haranguing problem, and you want out. The simplest of solution might be just to walk out.
Get away.
Get out.
Go. I have tried this and this definitely works if it is clubbed with good friends offering solid unflinching support. Support doesn’t always mean a shoulder to cry but it can mean a few well-positioned, meaningful words aimed to make you strong enough to weather the fight.

The only tree that weathers out the autumn and the harsh winter, blossoms in the spring.

Oh and I am on a mission: A mission to be happy, I truly am.

Let’s herald a new spring. A new beginning of life…