A few thoughts crossed my mind yesterday about the experiences I’ve encountered in life. Chief among them were the loss of my father in 1991. I was beyond devastated — it transformed my life in many ways at the age of 12 years old. There are days when I fantasize about what could have been, then I’m awakened by reality. Today, I am 26 years old, and have learned from several ‘losses’ in my life. People very near and dear to me, who are no longer here, or in my life.
Life is a revolving door. And when we’re faced with an ending, there’s always a new beginning. Pain is a fact of life, whether it’s death, love, or injury. The difference is how we heal from it. If we spent the remainder of our lives wallowing in self-pity, self-destruction, and remorse, we would never recover from the initial loss of something.
When faced with trials in life, just remember there is always something new awaiting us. Life goes on, with — or without us.
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