Think about the best thing that ever happened to you. The number one, all time greatest, life-changing event. Was it always the greatest? Did you think it was the worst thing at first, or is that just me?
When the greatest thing that has ever happened to me actually happened to me, I had just turned sixteen and I thought I had everything I needed in my life. I couldn't have been more wrong if I had tried.
I initially thought that the best thing to ever happen to me was the worst. I actually threw a legitimate temper tantrum over it, like a child, which in retrospect is funny but at the time was just sad. I was so upset, and so desperate. I considered being technically homeless until I was old enough to legally rent a place to live. It was one of my worst nightmares, and I was living it.
Looking back, I still think it was an incredibly difficult thing to go through, particularly at that age. But it made me who I am today, and I am genuinely proud of that. It also brought me here, and (despite my recent doubts about whether I really belong here) I couldn't imagine being anywhere else in the world. I wouldn't want my life anywhere else.
So what was your greatest thing? Think about it. You don't have to tell me. But was it expected or sponaneous? Did you want it at the time? How long did it take you to realize how amazing it was? And please, I ask you not to say "the day my boyfriend asked me out" or something like that. People are unreliable and, for the most part, largely untrustworthy. Events, history...those things never change.
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