Mel My Finger

Tree Hill is just a place somewhere in the world. Maybe it’s a lot like your world, maybe it’s nothing like it.

But if you look closer, you might see someone like you. Someone trying to find their way. Someone trying to find their place. Someone trying to find their self.

Sometimes it seems like you are the only one in the world who’s struggling, who’s frustrated, unsatisfied, barely getting by.

But that feeling’s a lie. And if you just hold on, just find the courage to face it all for another day, someone or something will find you and make it all okay.

Because we all need a little help sometimes – someone to help us hear the music in their world, to remind us that it won’t always be this way.

That someone is out there. And that someone will find you.

Albert Camus once wrote, "Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken."

But I wonder? If there's no breaking, then there's no healing. And if there's no healing, then there's no learning. And if there's no learning, then there's no struggle.

But struggle is a part of life. So must all hearts be broken.

There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroad. Afraid, confused, without a road map.

The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course, when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back.

But once in a while, people push on to something better.

Something found just beyond the pain of going it alone, and just beyond the bravery and courage it takes to let someone in, or to give someone a second chance.

Something beyond the quiet persistence of a dream.

Because it's only when you're tested that you truly discover who you are. And it's only when you're tested that you discover who you can be.

The person you want to be does exist, somewhere on the other side of hard work and faith and belief. And beyond heartache and fear of what lies ahead.