17 years ago, the morning of February 3rd ,on a Monday just like today, we found out that my aunt passed away. It was a shocking discovery which would shift our lives and change me in ways I could never imagine.
For the past month, I’ve been digging deep, and an essay question has been one of the triggers for me to dig a little deeper.
Trying to answer so many questions has made me look over some of my life choices and it all somehow linked to this specific date. Because it was the day I learned to appreciate the people around me. The lesson was harsh and sooner than expected.
I’ve despised and resisted most of the “What ifs”.
Even though many different possibilities have crossed my mind, I’ve come to the conclusion that I may never get the answers I need.
It doesn’t matter how old you are, some events can change you forever. You’re forced to grow and it can instantly make you feel everything differently. Then more things comes up and you have to learn to adapt again.
However, that’s the beauty of life, some choices can’t be explained. Especially the ones taken through blind faith.
Even though it may feel like I’m back to step one…Now I’m certain that a few small details remain consistent: There’s always a chance to start over and there’s always room for love, hope and growth.