It's been awhile since I've recognized the face that looks before me as I stare into the mirror. Whoever wrote the book to life must have written a trillion pages because it has taken me what feels like forever, to find myself again. There is something marvelous to the journey of life, that marks a greater triumph than the destination itself. The question most people spend their entire lives searching for is "what makes me happy?" It's silly how the answers lie right before us. They lie in the everyday moments we share with others. Whether it's making a silly dance video with your friend, or adventuring with a loved one, or just sitting back and enjoying the company of those you love. To love, to live, and to laugh are lifes greatest gifts. To experience them is not something to take for granted. In everything we experience there is loss and there is gain.
When my father left I thought I had lost everything, my family, my soul, my entire world. I gained a strength that has gotten me through the toughest of dilemmas. Through battles of loss, disease, and every obstacle. My greatest gain has been my best friend. She has taught me so much about myself and who I am. She is so strong and beautiful in every way and light. She sees such a positivity in this world, in people, and in me. She loves to paint and do art. Every piece she creates is a whole new world in it of itself for me. She shares with me the deepest parts of her soul, and I love her so much for that. I love how she tells me the truth, how pure and innocent and just absolutely wonderful she is. She is the breath of life that I have been searching for, and all this time for the past two years she has been right in front of me. Never will I take her for granted. She's stuck with me...She was the gain I received out of a loss I had in a relationship. But even that was a gain. I have spent the last three months rediscovering myself, and if it hadn't been for that experience, I would have never encountered the beauties and wonders I have encountered today and have failed to see for the longest. I would not have realized my gifts, my way of being, my true self, my best friend who is my sister, my other half. I would have never woken up.
We are human and in this grand design we are flawed by societies merits, but the real flaw is that we are blind at times. We fail to see the beauty, the potential, and the amazing wonders in people. We forget to believe, and trust, and be happy. We forget to live. The winner is who I am today, and every part that I have been before now. I cannot believe how happy I am with what society may see as so little. I cannot believe that this is how wondrous love truly feels and is. With every ending there is a new beginning. Life does not pass us by. We just fail to see it's beauty at times.
