“Maybe some good things have to end, so new good things can happen.” – Jason Medina
The other day I was talking to my friend Heather, and in our conversation, she dropped that bomb and I have been thinking about it ever since.
How it came up in my conversation with Heather is we were talking about how when we were little we thought that high schoolers were the most knowledgeable people on earth.
Then we became highschoolers and had our dreams crushed. Then we thought that being an adult might be the secret to the fountain of knowledge, we were once again crushed.
The lovely rollercoaster of false hope.
The more I thought about it the more I realized that most good things do not make complete sense. Why is skydiving so fun? Why do flowers smell so great but also can make people sneeze every other second? Why is dance so harmful to the body? The list goes on and on.
All of these things in nature are good, but if you look just beneath the surface that picture can start to crumble.
I think that is the beauty of life though.
Nothing really makes total sense, no one really has their life perfectly planned out, I mean no one could have expected a pandemic to happen.
Although it doesn’t make sense, that fact does not take away from it’s beauty, the same is true for everything.
So yeah it doesn’t make sense. Does that bug me sometimes? You better believe it does. But am I still going to stop and smell the roses? Is skydiving still on my bucket list? Am I still going to dance? Yes, a thousand times yes.
I really hope you’re with me on this too, because life is not meant to be lived in fear or confusion but in freedom and confidence.