Lesson Learned

One year ago today I learned a lesson about humans, one that I already knew but apparently needed to be reminded of once again.

Humans are horrible to each other and capable of anything.

Even the ones who are not maliciously, evil, psychopathic murderers do things that are less than friendly to their fellow man. We are sometimes mean to strangers or friends, we hurt people we love and sometimes take for granted the people who love us. Time has shown that people are capable of doing many things, sometimes the things that are least expected of them.

But what I also learned, is that we are capable of handling anything and everything, as well. At times when I thought I could no longer endure what I had to handle, I pulled through. Even when you're hanging on to your last shred of hope and are crumbled on the ground you remember that there's only two ways you can go: it can either get worse and you can tumble further into the black abyss that has just opened up beneath you or the clouds disappear revealing a bright sun and then you pick yourself up and and everything begins to get better. You never know which way it will go so you just breathe and roll with it for a while until the smoke clears. Eventually, up is the only way you can go, so exhibiting some patience always works well.

Looking back I'm amazed at the things that have happened and the things I've bounced back from. We learn from everything that happens, even if sometimes it takes a while to brush all the dirt off your knees, but it happens. Eventually.

The dirt's almost completely wiped away, and although there's the occasional foggy day, I can still see through to the other side. The better side.