There is always a way to make your horrible experience a cautionary tale and save someone else from your same fate. I can only guess.Įach tragedy has made me stronger, more understanding of others, more aware of my own limitations ( or my strengths) and they’ve left me with something to contribute on the subject. I don’t break that easily so I guess, he knows my breaking point. You’ve heard the saying, “God never gives you more than you can handle?” Well, I’ve had that saying thrown at me on many occasions in my life and many times I’ve wanted to say, “THIS IS my breaking point!” And yet, here I am. ![]() We all have our strengths and breaking points. The simple fact is that life is hard and sure, it’s at varying degrees for each of us. I know that it can harden some but, personally, it made me decide if I wanted to fight or be a victim. ![]() I, honestly, think that pain and hardship makes us kinder more compassionate people. In this world, you need to have experienced some pain in order to find the beauty to carry on because if there is nothing worth fighting for to lose then why bother? Not saying that I’d wish hard times on anyone but life is not for the soft and the pristine. We become better versions of ourselves, more sufficient stronger. The pain in our lives that we survive, they make us stronger and make us fighters. READ ALSO: Girl Where do You Think You’re Going That pain is what makes you appreciate the beauty or notice it at all. I’ve told my girls from birth that beauty is pain and it’s true, just as you can’t hate without love you cannot fully comprehend beauty in life without having survived the pain. It’s everything I feel, believe and lived. I was struck because, when I actually paid attention to the lyrics, it’s so familiar. It’s about persistence and growth and never giving up and it is beautiful. It’s a strong song of overcoming life and becoming who you are meant to be. I’m glad my girls are singing it loud and fiercely because it deserves at least that. ![]() As I listened to Believer, it was as if I was hearing the song for the first time ever and now, I can never unhear it. But somehow, as a result of my 13 years of living in a mom coma, from which I am just recently waking, those words have been reduced to just the choruses. I’m a writer, words mean everything to me. The funny thing is as a tween/teen and even into my twenties, I lived and died by lyrics. I never listened to the words, not like I did this morning. It’s a catchy tune but I never paid attention to the lyrics. My girls “anthem” sing Imagine Dragons Believer, at the top of their lungs, every time it comes on the radio.
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