I was thinking about this a lot and this week I realised that the biggest lies we tell ourselves, and others, on a regular basis is “Everything will be ok”
I’ve had (good) cause to say this to two separate friends this week, both going through horrible things, completely different, but horrible for them.
I considered what I was about to say before I said it to each of them. I knew that what I really should say was “Everything will be okay….in the end”
For one it definitely will. For one it may not. But then eventually it will. In the end.
And if it’s not ok, it’s not the end is it?
People live lives which are a triumph of our hope over our experience every day.
They look for the good in things and they keep putting one foot in front of the other and then one day, they look up and discover everything “is” ok. It’s not the end of everything, but it is the end of the period of pain. Everything is ok again. For now