does life just happen? or are we on some predetermined path? or maybe a combination of the two? or do we find ourselves on some sort of "road" and with each choice, each decision, we come to a fork in the road with each direction leading to a different "destination"...giving us the feeling that we have the ultimate choice, but in all reality both directions are already laid out before us it is just up to us to choose where we will end up? honestly, i don't have the answer. i am a spiritual person. i believe strongly in God and in His divine presence within my life. but, i often wonder how or why things happen...like, how do we just end up with the life we have? we were born in a specific place, into a very specific family, with certain traits and talents...we each come with strengths and weaknesses, abilities and disabilities, gifts, opportunities, and all too often; really harsh realities that push us behind others from the very beginning. why does this happen? why is one person born into a wealthy family, destined for greatness from birth, given great health, an amazing appearance, and even a flawless personality...while others are born seemingly into a constant struggle...into a life of grief and despair where their only prayer is to make it through one more day?
i believe in a lot of gray area...that few things are black and white....that it just isn't that simple. i think everything happens for some (and, yes, sometimes absolutely crappy at the time) reason...that we meet the people we're meant to meet when we're supposed to meet them...that we each serve some purpose in each other's lives...that few things are coincidence...that serendipity (a fortunate accident) is very real and often a gift in and of itself...i believe in truly seeing someone for who they are rather than who we'd like them to be...and then accepting them as such...i believe in miracles...and moments of absolute honesty...i believe in giving your best, even when you just don't have it in you to do so...and i believe in the healing power of love...raw, honest, open, full, complete love...it comes in many forms and so often we are afraid of it, but it's there anyway if we just open ourselves up to it.
i'm sure you're wondering where i'm going with all of this...truthfully, i don't know. there have been lots of things that have happened the past couple weeks; many i've wanted to write about but just haven't found the words...i think what i've taken from these events, what really matters when it's all said and done, is that it's the people who matter...the relationships we build...the friends we share our lives with...not the amount of money we have, or the type of home we live in, or the label on our clothes...it's the acceptance of those we surround ourselves with and the love we give them that matters the most. i am blessed with amazing friends and a family who may make me crazy from time to time, but who will always love me and will always be my place of refuge. none are perfect, but each contribute to making me whole and i hope that in some way i do the same for them. so, i guess i just wonder how i got so lucky? how did i land here...in this life, with these people? and, then, how do i not waste what i do have...not take any of it for granted, but rather; find ways to give back and use every bit of potential this little life of mine holds?
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