Sharing a post from
Baby Girl #2's Blog Today
by Isabella Nucci
I think we are all searching for something. Whipping our heads side to side, rapidly trying to see something greater than ourselves, greater than the people around us. We want that extra-ordinary, that something that stands above the ordinary and mediocrity of our daily. But I am essentially just a hopeless wanderer. I’m searching for something that doesn’t exist, but yet I still search for it, holding on to the faintest idea that there might be a glimpse of it somewhere, anywhere, near or far. My heart pulls me like a chain and by it I follow, letting it lead me to the ends of the earth, continuing my search for what does not exist and instead becoming a hopeless wanderer, treading upon empty ground. I am often plagued by my undying desire to know more, to see more, to search for the answers, to end my wandering and come to a conclusion to this never ending desire that I feel within to know.
We are all a little confused, just a little lost, but we cannot forget that we have each other. In this dark path where we look for the stars we blindly grope for a hand, a hand not to guide us, no, no, but to walk along side us, searching together.
There is one thing I know for sure, however, it is that even when we feel overburdened by our lack of conclusion, when we are tired and our feet are heavy from this inconclusive journey, this hopeless wandering, we cannot give up. For there is a reason for this journey. I know that we will learn something, even though it may be easy to just end the darkness, to give up on this journey, there is truth along the path, like little puzzle pieces to the mystery of this life, that along the path and in our wandering we can come closer and closer to finding the stars. As long as we just don’t give up, or rather give in.
But as for you? Now that is for you to decide as to whether what you are searching for renders you a hopeless wanderer.
But I can promise you this, I will hold your hand through it all.