“There is no such thing as a problem without a gift for you in its hands. We seek problems because we need their gifts.” – Richard Bach
Everything we do, think, feel, enjoy, dislike, worry about, cry for – is because we believe in it. I believe I love chocolate and that money will overcome my love one day and that people who make spelling mistakes in text messages are stupid and that purple jacket I have is cool and that yoga can heal.
I don’t know about the rest; what I believe in. Maybe that’s why things are so hard right now. I want to believe…how can I convince myself? I want to believe I can be happy. When I do, it’s real? Our lives are only the skeletons of what we’ve picked and chosen from like pieces of the Bible.