There are moments in time when we lament those expectations that have fallen short. When we've hoarded away all the optimism we could muster up and buried them in the deepest cupboards of our souls - only to see it drift away before our very eyes. That's when we need to dust ourselves off and move the heck on.
Holding onto lost hope is a fruitless battle. One that goes rotten if it sits too long. Sometimes the past...well, it just belongs in the past. It's time to Rise to the Occasion.
We've got to believe that things are just as they should be. And whether we like it or not, whatever end came from the means - a new beginning awaits.
In the midst of such disappointments, we must Count Our Blessings. For every thing that doesn't go exactly according to plan...exist a dozen more things that have worked out just right. Later on, in hindsight, those seeming misfortunes often yield unanticipated but welcome results. Results that only reveal themselves as life's timer ticks on.
Crying over the proverbial 'spilled milk'...is a waste of our precious time. Mop it up and find something better to wash those cookies down. It's only when options are taken off the shelf that we discover what else fate has in store.
Trust. It is the essential ingredient we all must possess. For even in our darkest hours...look for that flicker of light to guide you down your destined path. Allow the letdowns to lift you up...and push you to where you are truly meant to be. And remember, they wouldn't happen if your inner map were on track.
So, perhaps the path isn't what you planned it to be...but so what? Chances are the detour will present you with precious gifts along the way. You just need to look...because believe me, they are there.
Sweet Dreams,
Me
"Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains, losses and disappointments; but let us have patience and we soon shall see them in their proper figures." - Joseph Addison
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