When I think about my life in the past, I wonder if all of my beliefs are true. I find my good memories to be particularly hazy, while traumatic events stand strong. I often wonder if my traumatic memories are accurate. They seem to be more engraved in my mind than I would like. A recent event in my life that gave me perspective on these thoughts was the birth of my daughter. Her brightness shed new meaning into my life and gave me a sense of caring that I had never experienced previously. Continue reading “Out of darkness”