I had to learn to live without. Without many things. I'm a bit different, but still the same. How could that be? How I am sensitive and strong at same time? How could I keep going, when my path was erased before me? How could my life turned 180 degrees, again (...) ??
Instead of asking whys, I focused on the hows. We cannot chose everything that is given to us, but we sure can deal with it. Every trial we have to go through, we can handle. Even though when we can't, we can. We can because if we couldn't, it wouldn't be given to us. It sounds confusing, but that's truly the way it is.
The bad weather has stopped and moved on (at least that's what everyone hopes and wishes for); the only and certain true is that we will all have storms in our lives, they are fundamental to our progress. Learning to deal with them is not an option, but an obligation. Progress takes a lot of time, hope and endurance. Maybe double of this. Maybe triple of this. Maybe even more than we think ...
But eventually no matter how ugly the storm is, the rainbow will come, the lightnings will cease, the winds will calm and the sun will come...
Can't wait for the sun light to strike again, can't wait to have the reflexion of the sun in my eyes - sparkling, hoping, dreaming, waiting, just happy being ...
I think I am ready, and that's scary.
