I was recently talking with one of my best friends reminiscing about how when we were in middle school/high school all the different guys we were “in love” with. Think about how many different girls/guys you’ve cried over. It’s almost pathetic lol.
Not even just boyfriends and girlfriends.
But life events that we have all experienced, those times we thought we wouldn’t be able to go on. I can’t even begin to list all the different times I’ve cried my little eyes out thinking I wasn’t strong enough to face tomorrow.
Yet, every day you wake up is a new day.
A new chance.
A new experience.
A new outlook.
A new mood.
A new layer.
A new opportunity to right yesterdays wrongs.
A new peace.
A new reason to smile.
A day closer to healing.
It already happened.
You’re still breathing.
This is just one experience out of millions and millions.
It hurts but it’s not the end.
Think about how much life you have lived and how much more life you have to go.
That many more days to be happy.
Don’t worry, be happy
peace & light,