I need to remember it is okay to feel, even to feel bad things. My heart has no storm warning--I cannot board up the windows and evacuateeach time i feel sadness flooding my insides.Everything is okay everything is okayor, it will be. Even the rainiest days eventually surrender to the sun. When my sadness recedes and leaves me with nothing but self esteem as low as the tide,I will walk along the sand, making necklaces out of the sea shells. Everyone tells me to make the best of it. The grass is always greener I suppose. But lately the grass has been too far away. Life’s bright side is rusting before my eyes.I’d give anything to unzip my soul and wear someone else’s lifelike a bad Halloween costume.I’m a carnival mirror--everyone, not just the children, laugh and see right through my mirages. I wish I could say I’m getting too old for sadness.