Stories of a Life by the Sea

An Inspirational Reflection and Prayer There are days when the world feels quiet—not with peace, but with emptiness.When laughter seems like a language I’ve forgotten…When food tastes like burden, and joy feels like a stranger passing by. I keep myself busy—writing, building, dreaming, creating.But in the still moments, the silence returns…The sadness comes like an old shadow, familiar and uninvited. Lord, I am tired.Tired of being weak.Tired of being sick.Tired of researching what I can and cannot eat, of watching others live freely while I calculate every bite.Tired of this body that no longer feels like home. But I lift my tiredness to You. I ask St. Carlo Acutis—who loved…