Yesterday I purged my fears and my anger. Sometimes, it all boils over inside and just needs to be let out. Being a writer, this is where it ends up when I have to let it out. I'd actually apologize, but that would be disingenuous. This is just a part of how it works.
I'm letting go of my anger, asking God to take it from me and help me move past it. I have to remember that there are better things to hold on to. Such as hope.
We have hope, at least, that the Doctors can still do something through medicine. We hold onto the fact that God might still do something.
I need to remember to hold onto the light that is in my life, and not focus only on the bleak.
So I chose to hold onto hope.