Year 1, I give up something very precious and dear to me
Year 2, Doctors find abnormal cells in my body leading them to consider precancerous cells in my body
Year 3, the family house I grow up in catches fire
Year 3.5, my first long term boyfriend and I break up
Year 4, I give up eating red meat and chicken from fear of the food industry and getting hit with the worst food poisoning to date
Year 4.5, I give up alcohol after something I did that I fully regretted.
Social media highlights all the most precious moments in our lives but we forget to remember the bad. I guess it just gets too real and ugly for everyone to digest if I post these things. No one wants sadness painted on their feed so I’ll keep it real here.
Last summer, though I’ve suffered a tremendous loss, I realized my perseverance to be unwavering and everlasting. I handled what I could and remembered that this life that I call mine will always throw curveballs at me. It’s when these unfortunate events happen, that I assume power over the situation. If you asked me four years ago how I’d handle my house burning down on a random given day, how I’d handle finding out I would need to do biannual check ups until I clear these cells, how I’d bounce back from a 2 year break up– I would’ve failed to give you the details of my strength today.
The captain of the firefighting squad that day was surprised at my nonchalance. And, all I could say was, these things happen.
The Obstacle is the way right, Ryan? (Read it, it teaches us Stoicism and how people conquered their problems instead of retreating)
If I can’t pull through all of this, how am I ever going to overcome everything else tossed my way in the years to come? Life only gets harder, which means these curveballs will come at me faster. Everything is practice. Each step with these milestones only force me to lift harder, pedal faster, and rise higher.
Here’s looking to you. I’ll endure what news you’ll bring me just as I’ve endured these past four years.
You have more strength than you think you do. Believe in that. When life zips by and slams you down on the cement, you’ll always find something nearby to help you up. A rail… a kind human being holding out their hands… and if all those cease to exist, you have yourself to push off that gravel and keep going.