Living is not for the weak
To live. While i was running errands on the other day – with my favorite booties and a sweater my mum (who has already passed away) had gifted me – i caught myself thinking about life.
It’s quite fun to think about life, as it is a bit bipolar. It gives us good moments, bad moments and people. But it also take people from us. Make us laugh and cry. Make us feel amazing and awful. But at the end of the day, it makes us stronger. Or it kills us. The choice is ours to make.
What makes the strong ones happier is that they stand up faster than the others.
Truth is, surviving is for everyone. But living is just for the stronger. Seeing the good side of a bad moment and standing up after falling is hard.
Smiling after crying a river or loosing someone is tough. And it definitely isn’t for everyone.
You know, it is easier to just stay there prostrated, feeling like shit. But, as long as one doesn’t react is missing good moments. And life in its crazy way is full of awesome moments and experiences.
So, be strong. Run after your dreams, get up every time you fall, smile and keep going. Everyone falls from time to time. What makes the strong ones happier is that they stand up faster than the others. And keep following their dreams.