Life keeps surprising me in the most unusual of ways. If I am to be reflective, it would be to realize that even the very things which should have broken me, over time have only made me stronger.
Of course, they gave it their best shot, and just kept coming at me in rapid sure-fire succession. But, I am still here. And in no way am I naive enough to believe that they are not still out there lurking, but if the past year has taught me anything, it is that even in the unexpected, the disastrous, and the nerve wracking, God provides.
Even in writing, I did not expect to inspire anyone. I just needed an outlet, a distraction, somewhere to run to. And so, I was unaware of just how much of an impact I was making within myself and outwardly to those who took the time to notice, because of it.
Gandhi instructs us to be the change we wish to see in the world. Rumi says that, yesterday he was clever, so he wanted to change the world but today he is wise, so he is changing himself. And I’ve realized that change is what happens, whilst I’m busy being constant.
Thus, as we struggle through change and we are changed through struggle, it is wise to remember that life can prove serendipitous in the midst of it all.