The most precious light is the one that visits you in your darkest hour

Once in a while, there are those moments when you feel a glimpse of light in your soul,

and realize you are happy to be alive.

Those moments when you can appreciate your own being, and find beauty in even the smallest of things around you.

When you can smile and actually truly mean it, and without it taking absolutely everything in you to do it.

And it feels almost like an overwhelming drug related high - because you're so used to experiencing the other side.
You know too well the opposite - the empty yet paralyzingly painful shadow of life.

And that is what I live for...
... to collect these valuable moments, and to cherish and absorb them with every living cell in my body when they occur.

They bless me with fuel much needed to continue walking the path of life,
through storms of darkness and despair - longing and fighting for the next glimpse of relieving sunlight.