life is a beautiful struggle. & growing up i always felt as if i was being challenged. not by someone or something in particular, but by life in general.
i struggled at a young age from the loss of my older sister – which was (& probably always will be) the hardest obstacle i’ve ever had to overcome. although the road that my family and i travelled was difficult beyond words, i eventually saw how it changed us for the better.
loss is one of the most traumatic things a family can endure, but the memories that we had from when my sister was alive that became the consolation we needed in those dark times. the little things. they were what pieced my family back together from the scrambled puzzle we were, back to a beautiful masterpiece.
it’s the little things that my sister did during her time with us. after she got her diagnosis, her goal was no longer to live forever, but to create something that will. this inspired me, motivated me, & shaped me into the man i am today.
i’ve learned that i needed to live day by day & to be grateful for the little things. to not get caught up in what i can’t control & accept what i have. to make the best of my life while im still breathing.
i learned that the struggle you may have today is only developing the strength you need for tomorrow. when you are hurting – observe. life is only trying to teach you something.
