A Letter to: Life

Time and time again, you’ve pushed me beyond what I thought I was capable of. You’ve kicked me and shut me down. Spit on, robbed, assaulted, betrayed and lied to. You’ve thrown me into many situations where I accepted that death was the only way out.

Yet there’s always been this little fire of hope inside me that refuses to concede to defeat. Somehow, I’ve always had the strength to get up every single time to do it all over again. I get up and I stand. Not only do I stand, but I stand taller, stronger, wiser and kinder.

You’ve shown me that there is nothing I cannot overcome. There is no limit to what I can do. All the times I was at rock bottom and had no one to pick me up, I picked myself up. I built myself up to who I am today.

Without the bad, there is no good. And for that, I’d never give up anything that I’ve been through because it all seems a little bit sweeter. You’ve taught me that despite the bitter reality I’ve lived with, there is so much to love in the little moments of life.

The sun peeking through between the curtain of leaves. The wind softly dancing to fill into my room. Taking the first bite of an almond chocolate bar after a long day. A gentle squeeze of a hand that radiates through my body to the heart. A kiss in the rain. A finger brushing away a single strand of hair in my face.

There is so much to love about life regardless of how it may seem. There’s always something to laugh about and to love, even when everything is crumbling apart.

Thank you for teaching me to smile through the most painful moments. Thank you for teaching me to cry when I need to cry, but not for too long. Just enough to acknowledge the pain, but not dwell in it for too long. There’s so much more to life than puffy eyes and dehydration. Thank you for teaching me to stand on my two feet. Thank you for pushing me to realize my potential.