Standing Through the Storm



I was listening to Stand by Rascal Flatts today, and the words hit me hard. 🎶💔


🎵 “You feel like a candle in a hurricane,
Just like a picture with a broken frame…” 🎵

That’s exactly how I feel most days—fragile, worn out, barely holding together while the world keeps throwing storms my way. 🌪️🕯️

My life has been one fight after another. Just when I think maybe I can finally catch a break, something else comes crashing down. 💥 I get to that place where I honestly don’t think I can take anymore. Where I wonder if this is the moment I finally break.

🎵 “On your knees you look up, decide you’ve had enough…
You get mad, you get strong, wipe your hands, shake it off, then you stand.” 🎵

Somehow, that’s what I do. 💪 I get angry. 😤 I cry. 😢 I hurt. 💔 But then I stand back up. Every time. I don’t even know how, but I do. And maybe that’s what this life has been teaching me—what I’m really made of.

I’m not going to lie though—it’s exhausting. 😞 It’s unfair. Sometimes I just want easy. I want something to fall into place without me having to fight tooth and nail for it. I want to stop feeling like the whole world is a battlefield I never signed up for. ⚔️

But maybe this is why I don’t take the good things for granted. Why I appreciate every single blessing, no matter how small. 🌸🙏 Because I know what it costs to hold onto them.

Life doesn’t feel fair. It feels like struggle after struggle. But I keep standing. Not because it’s easy, but because I refuse to stay down. ✨

And speaking of battles—my latest one is with the bees. 🐝 They built a nest in the space between my awning and the house, and now they keep sneaking onto my front porch. The problem is, I love spending time out there with Bella 🐾💖, and I’m afraid one of us will get stung while just trying to enjoy some porch time. So today, I’m trading life lessons for bug spray. 🧴😂 If you see me running around like a crazy person swinging at bees, just know—I’m still standing. 💃🔥

Die bees!

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