Sometimes, when it gets quiet inside and outside of me, I look back on a lifetime of disappointments, heartbreaks, missteps, and other harsh realities.
And I cannot help but wonder what is the point of all my arduous, awful experiences?! What is the point of all my growth?!And I contemplate the real and imagined possibilities lost to me yesterday and so long ago.
There is no doubt that I am wiser and I am stronger for my painful experiences. And that is 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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