This past year, I learned that you can be happy amid misery, and miserable amid happiness. Life isn't an either-or proposition. At the same time that you're celebrating a major victory, your car needs major repairs. You lose your job but get a tax refund to tide you over. You lose a loved one just when a grandchild is born.
“Life is like a box of chocolates: you never know what you're gonna get.” - Forrest Gump
Life is a rollercoaster, a cheesecake topped with dark chocolate, a birthday card filled with confetti that you have to clean up yourself.
The perfect life doesn't exist. You'll have good days and bad days, and sometimes good and bad days. Sometimes the bad outweighs the good, and vice versa.
Resilient. Able to recoil or spring back into shape after bending, stretching, or being compressed.
I was told recently that I've shown myself to be resilient. I'd never thought of myself as resilient before. But I guess I've learned to make do with I'm given, and change course mid-journey. What's the alternative? I'd rather make a change and hope for the best, rather than keep heading down the wrong path.
So here I am, starting over yet again. Hoping for the best.