A personal moment of Calvary
I had a bit of bad news recently. For a few days joy vanished - and grief of a kind took its place. I kept it inside. I always do.
I think I have enough emotional intelligence (or at least I think I do) to know that the further I burrow inside my head, the further I have to crawl back out again. My head was messed from all the burrowing.
And I possibly still haven't fully crawled back out yet.