But I think stability means to overcome. Not to resist the wind but to go along with it. To follow wherever the wind takes you and to learn how to get through obstacles that are thrown our way. It is to stand when your knees are weak, be strong when you think you cannot even breathe, and by finding your root and holding onto it. I think stability is learning how to live; finding what works and what doesn’t for you and figuring out how to be anchored to the people and places you call home. Stability to me is to be secure about yourself and loving all there is that can change whether good or bad. Stability is to grow and endure living.
She was too quiet, or she was too loud. She took things too seriously, or not seriously at all. She was too sensitive, or too cold-hearted. She hated with every fiber of her being, or loved with every piece of her heart. There was no in-between for her. It was either all or nothing. She wanted everything but settled for nothing.