That it's not necessarily bad. That it's not necessarily good. It is what it is.
And you think, to a certain point, that you've kind of got it figured out. Not in the sense that you know exactly what's going to happen, but there's a pretty comfortable routine to it. You're pretty comfortable. You've got reasonable expectations about it works because that's how it's always been before.
But then!
Something happens.
And it totally boggles your mind.
It's not necessarily bad. It's not necessarily good. Sometimes it's really good. Sometimes it's really bad. It doesn't matter.
Either way, you're called upon to be a little bit stronger, a little bit taller (figuratively speaking), a little more faithful, a little more smiley, a little more you.
And you learn it isn't impossible. In fact, you couldn't imagine ever going back to how you were the day before, even minutes or seconds before.
Because even though it's hard, (there's just no way it's easy), you know you're better for it.
I think that's the true meaning of power and strength.
When I'm around you (this means you)...
That's what you teach me.
That's what I learn.



4 comments:
Awesome, Chess.
I like this. A lot. You write such beautiful things.
I agree. And I needed someone to point that out to me tonight - thank you.
such a great post.
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