Sometimes, when it gets quiet inside and outside of me, I look back on a lifetime of disappointments, heartbreaks, missteps, and other harsh realities.
I am growing but it feels like it is into an empty sky. What good is flying freer than the wind if it is through a sky that never seems to end. ~Alexi Helligar
And I cannot help but wonder what is the point of all my arduous, awful experiences?! What’s the point of all my growth?!
And I contemplate the real and imagined possibilities lost to me yesterday and so long ago.
There’s no doubt that I’m wiser and I’m stronger for my painful experiences. And that’s good.
But to what end if getting older limits any future possibilities to use my hard-won wisdom and strength?
Call to action: When new possibilities are limited or the sky stays empty, how do YOU endure?
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