Life encompasses trials and tribulations. Oftentimes, we find ourselves almost crushed to the ground. No matter how tight we clutched our hands to hold on it seemed not enough to survived.
Turning back my gaze to the time I was first diagnosed of chronic grave illness, I couldn't help but to be filled with wonder how I made it through.
At first, I was repugnant with the idea of not knowing what lies in my future. Undeniably, my once simple life was suddenly in turmoil. However, as the days turned into months I learned to accept the silent scourge bestowed upon me.
At this point of my life, I view pain as transitory. Sooner or later, I know I would find affirmation that everything I'm experiencing right now are all part of the package with the gift I call life.
I was beseeched with these series of unfortunate events but there might be reasons within. Just like darkness happen to shed light.
Accordingly, getting terribly ill taught me many things in life. For 28 years, I lived it hurriedly not pausing for a single while to savor every moment. I didn't have much time to appreciate the wonders around me.
It must've been God's way of telling me, "Hold on. There's more to life than the way you are living it. Stop for a while and truly listen. This time, listen with your heart open."
I can't still explain why these things are happening to me. why I need to go through gut-wrenching pain is beyond anybody's explanation. What matters now is that, I'm hanging on there...