A Glimmer of Hope…


…From Unexpected Places…and People…


TRIGGER WARNING: Mental Health, Mental Illness, Suicide, Suicidal Ideations


“It‘s funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.” ~Karen Marie Moning


I knew this “global thing” has been affecting everyone. But I also knew that there are things my family and I could do to be safe. I felt like I have control over things... until this week.

I haven’t really felt the “rug pulled from underneath me” feeling until I was caught unawares. I was shocked. So many emotions running through me. This thing that this control-freak cannot, in any way, subdue was consuming me. But even though I felt paralyzed, I kept on moving.

I am still processing this sh*tstorm that fell upon our family. I’m trying to keep myself from spiraling down. I felt helpless. I felt disconnected. I felt alone.


Image by Harry Cunningham via Unsplash

Image by Harry Cunningham via Unsplash


And then came a glimmer of light. From an unexpected place. From an unexpected person. Reading her story of survival. Reading how she courageously battled her own demons. At a budding age.

Talking to her gave me the handholds and the footholds that I needed to reconnect back into my life. Into my own reality.

In her eyes, I see the hell she has gone through and yet she’s still standing. In her words, I hear someone so passionate to tell her story not just so the world may know, but to reach a helping hand that says, “Here, hold on to me. Let me listen. Let me tell my story.” Because through touching lives, she saves herself.

Sometimes you connect with a beautiful soul that in them you find Hope— that glimmer of light in a world where you’re grappling on things that no longer serve you. A solid presence that brings you to your knees and say, “Thank you!” Thank you for showing up in my life.

My wish for you is that you may come to know such souls. They are angels brought forth to show us the light. The same light that they found when they were in the dark. They’re taking a sliver of that light to cut through your bondage of darkness.

Peace and blessings...


Image by Purtika Dutt via Unsplash

Image by Purtika Dutt via Unsplash


 ***The National Suicide Prevention Hotline is 1-800-273-8255.

Or Text HOME to 741741 to connect with a Crisis Counselor on Crisis Text Line.Project Semicolon link: https://projectsemicolon.com



Anna Evans

I am a writer at heart. My love for art and my creativity was stunted at a young age because of an elder’s opinion, as I was catapulted into a profession that I offered my love and passion for, and held it noble for 30+ years of my life.

I am a wife and a mom to 2 brilliant young adults/old souls. Going through midlife and empty-nesting, I have learned the power of true human connection.

I have a doctorate degree in Physical Therapy with 30+ experience in clinical practice, administration, academia, and academic administration. I am a Board-Certified Geriatric Clinical Specialist, a Certified Health Coach, a Certified Life Coach, and a Certified Yoga Teacher.

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