Well Life is Hard. But how else is a diamond made?

This weekend was hard. In the midst of swirling emotions and bills, I found out Sunday that my cousin was shot Saturday.

As hard as it was to believe, I managed to understand that life is too precious.

I mean, I get down about a lot of stuff (One of my buddies jokes that I am a Black emo kid.) But what I have learned, in the midst of it all is to trust God.

I mean, I wish that could take the pain away, but it doesn't.

I feel like the bad news person.

But in reality that is my life.


I understand that something valuable has to go through a process. In order for a diamond to be valuable, it has to go through years of pressure and endure masses greater than it, in order to become what it is.

I will see me as the future diamond and life as what surrounds me to form me.

Peace and Blessings
Bumble!!!

RIP Clevon Jerrell Stewart
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