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Today my horoscope told me not to worry, and that i'm due for a good surprise. I don't believe in horoscopes, but i do agree with it.
Some people say that everything happens for a reason. Perhaps, but maybe it's also more than that. Things happen so that we can find reason in them. It's a little different to me. Things go wrong so that people can surprise us with their sincerity and their care. Things go wrong so we can understand that when everything is "a ok" there is nothing for us to wonder about or to learn from. Things go wrong so we can grow up.
Everything went wrong so far this week. No, I can't say that. A lot of things were out of place and unwanted, but now that they're over and I'm alive and okay and I made it home last night, I can honestly say that I'm glad it all happened so that my faith in humanity could have been restored.
But at the same time, why? What was it that guided me home last night with no more than a broken wind guard and a swollen hand? What kept me from going off the road, but pushed others even further than that. Maybe my keys were locked in my car so that I wouldn't drive anywhere at that moment. And maybe I was stuck in the snow so that I would be forced to calm down and take a step back.
It's a lesson in humility.
Thank You.
P.S. my car is my best friend. we have now been through hell and came back gloriously victorious.
Some people say that everything happens for a reason. Perhaps, but maybe it's also more than that. Things happen so that we can find reason in them. It's a little different to me. Things go wrong so that people can surprise us with their sincerity and their care. Things go wrong so we can understand that when everything is "a ok" there is nothing for us to wonder about or to learn from. Things go wrong so we can grow up.
Everything went wrong so far this week. No, I can't say that. A lot of things were out of place and unwanted, but now that they're over and I'm alive and okay and I made it home last night, I can honestly say that I'm glad it all happened so that my faith in humanity could have been restored.
But at the same time, why? What was it that guided me home last night with no more than a broken wind guard and a swollen hand? What kept me from going off the road, but pushed others even further than that. Maybe my keys were locked in my car so that I wouldn't drive anywhere at that moment. And maybe I was stuck in the snow so that I would be forced to calm down and take a step back.
It's a lesson in humility.
Thank You.
P.S. my car is my best friend. we have now been through hell and came back gloriously victorious.