I heard someone say a long time ago that life only gives us what we can handle. I'm not sure. And I don't understand how life knows that. And how those around us know that.
I watch people around me breaking under the weight of life. People tired, discouraged, separated from everything. Giving up on their dreams. And nothing can bring them back into the game of life. Did they only get what they could handle? I'm not sure.
Many times in school I failed an exam. I was given assignments that I didn't know how to face. Not only in school, but in life. I was at rock bottom and more than I should have been. And then I said to myself: I'll try again.
I guess these blows taught me something. I realized one thing.
Life doesn't always give us what we can handle. It often breaks us, destroys us, finishes us off. But it's up to us to put ourselves back together. Get up again. Dust ourselves off. And move forward.
GM
