the power in release
i've always been the kind of person who holds on. both figuratively and literally, i hold on tight. i'm pretty sure i caused a boy i once knew to lose circulation when i held onto his wrist with all my strength as we went on a terrifying ride at the mall of america. year after year, i grip my sister's hand as we make our annual jump off the dock into the freezing lake water to kick off summer. i remember what it's like to hold that special someone's hand walking down the street and not want to let go. i hold on to relationships until i absolutely can't anymore. i hold on to hope that things will change, that people will come back to me in the ways that i want them too. i hold on to what i thought things or people would be. there is something to be said about holding on. holding on can be beautiful, a sign of loyalty and commitment. it can be a sign of strength and perseverance to hold on even when things are difficult. there are some things i truly believe we...