By: Aliaa Fathy
It’s as if we were never meant to be happy. Our happiness is always incomplete, never complete.
Every time we get closer to happiness, it recedes. We can’t reach it. It’s as far away as the stars in the sky.
No matter how hard we fight despair, we are overcome by an intense fear that our dreams will collapse again.
How many things we’ve dreamed of, only to be unfulfilled.
How much we fear losing ourselves again after having found ourselves. We fear losing ourselves…
As if we were soldiers fighting defeat with all our weapons: patience, hope, and determination.
We fear losing our remaining strength.
We ask God that our joy may one day be complete, that we may taste the sweetness of arrival, and that we may one day attain the elusive happiness.
