Life
is precious.
A
blade of grass.
A
ripe lemon on a tree.
A
smile from a stranger that is over in a second but stays with you all day.
A
call from a lifelong friend.
For
as long as I can remember, I have always believed that “everything happens for
a reason”. Growing up I applied this
philosophy to things that now seem trivial but at the time were very important
– when my team didn’t win or when I didn’t get accepted to a specific college -
“everything happens for a reason” didn’t make the hurt go away, but it was as
good an explanation as any.
Life
is precious.
Snuggling
under a blanket watching a movie.
Holding
hands.
Doing
homework. (no that’s not a typo)
Driving
from one activity to another.
Life is a little more complicated now but what hasn’t changed is the need to try to figure out
why things happen the way they do. I think its human nature to try to make
sense out of things that don’t appear to make sense. Why are we here? Why did this happen or not happen? These are big questions and for once Google
is no help. “Everything happens for a
reason” starts to sound cliché.
Life
is precious.
When
someone takes the time to help you knowing they have nothing to gain.
When
you feel a special connection with someone.
When you
solve a problem, get a rush of energy and feel invincible.
When you
can't solve a problem but you don't stop trying.
What
I’ve come to accept is that for now it’s not ours to understand. Even if we knew the reason, it might be
beyond our comprehension to make sense of it.
I also continue to believe that nothing happens by chance. Every experience throughout every day is part
of our journey. It is there to teach
you something, or influence you, or for you to influence someone else,
knowingly or unknowingly. We are not
meant to go through this journey alone.
We are surrounded by a supporting cast of friends, family, coworkers and
even strangers who come in and out of our life all day long and are here to
help us. Accept their help. Let them support you. You don’t get any extra points for doing it
on your own.
Life
is precious.
The
sound of falling rain.
The
sight of a hot air balloon high in the sky.
The
memory that makes you smile just thinking about it.
The
smell of a delicious dinner.
The
strength and security of a hug.
The
little things, the big things and everything in between.
Life
Is
Precious.
Heart-FULLy
yours,
Kacey
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