How Much Is It Really Worth?

Dedicated to: The Times When We Question the Meaning

Dreams die hard. They can come crashing down in a blink of an eye, or slide painfully down a slope doomed to failure. We invest so much time and effort in what brings us happiness and hope. For all of it to crash down, well, it's like the heart of your world has stopped beating for a while.

Am I a believer of fate? Or destiny? Whatever it is, I do believe that things happen for a reason. The whole idea of "one door closing and another opening," may be more truthful than we believe. Fate in itself is uncontrollable, but what fate brings us is dependent upon our decisions. Destiny is controllable, which also relies on our choices in life. Both are not mutually exclusive. Each relies on the other to create what we understand as our "purpose" in life.

End the end, what if some things we were meant to fail? Is this fate telling us maybe this is not what we are meant to do? No matter how much we believe what we think we are meant for, wouldn't we be more of a fool to not think, perhaps, there is a slight possibility we are wrong? There is a natural feeling of disgust when we speak of "accepting our fate." It has that connotation of us giving up, which implies that we are weak. Then again, "accepting the truth" is not exactly the same as "accepting our fate." What I'm saying isn't new, but sometimes writing it down can help us see clearer.

It's not easy starting down a new path, but sometimes that may be our only choice to salvation and happiness.  Whatever our endeavors bring us, our will to move on is what makes us human. Without the taste of failure, we wouldn't know that taste of victory.