When we see a caterpillar, some see a colorful worm, others see a pest, still others see possibility. If we are willing to have faith and accept the road we are on, moving forward always, one day we can wake up a butterfly.
When I think back on my life, I always wanted to make a difference in the world. I felt as if I had something to offer. Life circumstances said to me, I was a failure, I was nothing.
All along, there was that voice inside saying, you are special. Up and down and all around. Here and there and everywhere I looked, it felt like I was hitting brick walls. Still I was driven to continue on, getting up, time and time again. Telling myself all along the way, there is something I am to do in this world.
Now, far down that road of pot holes and cliffs, mountains to climb or march around and around, I can see more clearly how everything played a part. There have been no lessons, no experiences wasted. They have all led me to where I am today.
Making a difference, at least on a small scale. But, who knows how far the ripples ride. One never knows when life will take a turn. Usually when you least expect it. So, get up when you trip and fall. Keep on keeping on and one day you can say, OHHH, now I see, because you are special too.
Fantasizing a bright future.