For the risk of sounding a little new age-y, I admit that I wholeheartedly believe in the universe.
Not just that it exists, but that sometimes there are messages it is trying to send us, things it wants us to hear. I trust my intuition and subconscious mind more than my waking one. I get gut feelings often, and sometimes there’s just something in the air that feels wrong about a situation or a person. I don’t think these things happen out of coincidence.
It’s often hard for me to see the message, though. If I am struggling and hurting, I’m left idly wondering ‘what did I do wrong?’ or ‘what did I do to deserve this?’ I mope in bed, I cry, and I feel bad for myself. In the moment it is incredibly difficult to see that maybe I am being pushed if only to show how strong I can be. Or that I am being broken down, only to learn that I am capable of building myself back up.
It is only when the flowers are beautiful that we can be grateful for the storms. Obviously, we should be grateful for the storms all the time, knowing the good things that they bring, but that is easier said than done.
On the same note, I do believe it is okay to cry and mope and feel bad about a crappy situation, sometimes. I don’t think it’s the right answer to tell someone to just “get over it” or “cheer up, things will be okay”. Sometimes it feels good to cry about things, and you need to cry about some things, and I don’t think that should be taken away from people. However, I think we can all take comfort in the fact that things do always work out. Like that old quote:
“Things will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.”
I think this quote speaks so much truth. And yet it is so easy to forget.
The takeaway from all of this is: while in the midst of crying and moping and feeling sad, don’t ever forget that good things are yet to happen.