This life, no one has it truly figured out. Some try to make sense of it but the more they do the more they lose themselves. Some spend it seeking the meaning of it or some kind of purpose. For me I only see it as a story. And all that happens is part of a greater teaching that we must first learn. I have been a student of life my entire life and every time it disciplines me I seem to find myself failing at other things. But I have learned that all we can do is do our best even when the worst towers before us. Just know that we live in a time that we may be summoned or compelled to rise in ways we didn’t anticipate, and maybe even become someone that was never in our wildest of dreams. None of us is perfect, but we must learn to be willing to do our best because this life we have is worthy of our best. We must trust our instincts as we fight our daily fights because we have to for the breaths of our journey to continue to be alive. Some we will win, some we wont, but in the end of each day we stand strong with belief that today’s sacrifices have been worth it, that our instincts have not let us astray and our spirit did not abandon us, and that our best have been good enough for our story.
The beginning of my story starts from the depths of my heart at the highest point of my spirit. For those whom I have hurt, I ask forgiveness. For those whom I could have helped more, I ask for understanding. For those I’m not in your lives, I tried. For those who betrayed or hurt me, my tears and pain that i had burried the sun dug it out of my forgiveness and took it to the sky. The same sky that holds the storm and judgement to our days.
For all the ways I could have served the world better, I ask for strength to be better this coming months and year. May you all be inscribed in the book of life. May we all be better this coming months and year than the last.