Trouble Lurks

Trouble lurks beneath the surface. Few dare to mention it aloud. Our refined social veneers are but complicit enablers. Many a relationship has capsized nurturing a precious denial about such fundamental realities.
Blessing also hides in the deep places. But its access is overlooked when all one's energy is directed toward keeping the house of card from falling. Human richness exists alongside human brokenness, inextricably intertwined for good and ill.
Growing in comfort with grief's odd pairing with joy is our challenge and hope. To brush up against love without minimizing innocence's absence is to taste fulness. To search for love without loss is to experience futility.