We all speak of loss like we know.
Like we know the feeling when a parent dies. or a cousin. or a sibling.
Like we know the pain of seeing a tornado or a hurricane rip away our house and/or our family members.
Like we know the sting of the pain of divorce or adultery or any other kind of pain for that matter.
We act like we know. But do we? So often we comfort people by saying "I know it's hard" "I wish I knew what to do or say"... but we don't. We don't find the words because we can't.
Until it happens to you, you cannot fathom that kind of loss. That kind of hurt.
I'm gonna be completely honest here:
These tornadoes in Oklahoma recently, have made me realize just how blessed I truly am. How blessed I am to have a home and a family and a dentist and food on the table; random things that I am completely grateful for in life, because honestly, most people aren't as fortunate as me.
Here's one of my biggest pet peeves. Someone who has it all. Parents, friends, family, everything they want. Yet they complain about little things in their everyday life like it actually matters. Those people that have never had anything bad happen to them. Those people that make me so incredibly jealous because honestly, their worst day is probably my best.
I honestly struggle with that one sometimes. I'm like "God, why are they complaining. Why do they get to have a perfect life and complain about the small things that they didn't get or that didn't work out. I mean seriously, If they ever spent one day inside my pain... they would know." Aaannd I get checked right there. Some people honestly couldn't handle what I've been through. Some people would fall apart, and that's why I got chosen for it. There is a method to the madness. There is a reason for the pain in life, especially mine, and although I can't tell you what it is, but knowing that there is a reason, gets me through tomorrow.
If we didn't have pain, we wouldn't know what broke and we wouldn't know how to fix it.
Pain is there for a reason.
Pain is there to remind us when we forget. Pain is there so that we never take another moment for granted, so that we say 'I love you' in every conversation. So that we cherish every single moment with our friends and our families and laugh ridiculously at everything for no reason because life is too short to play games and be unhappy and be ungrateful.
If you have parents and siblings and a place to live and food on your table and a bed to sleep in every night, start counting your blessings because in all honesty... it could be gone in a single moment.
I ran across this a long time ago and it sums it up perfectly.
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down, probably will.
You will have your heart broken probably more than once, and it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt,
because every sixty seconds you spend upset
is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Don't be afraid that your life will end,
be afraid that it will never begin.
- Anonymous Author
Stay happy, stay humble, stay grateful.
