
Sometimes strength means to wake up in a morning heavier than the previous day knowing that somewhere there is something you look forward to. It is to make peace with the uncontrollables, to stay in suspense, to fall asleep without guilt.
It does not always mean advancement, personal growth. Sometimes it means to be patient enough with yourself, your heart, to understand that some days you cannot achieve, recover, improve – just to stay in the place where you are is enough. There is no need to make everything a lesson, a purpose, a teacher.
Maybe it is to remain gentle and flexible enough to any circumstances, to keep believing in general in anything beautiful, surprising, kind. To be thankful that your life is this way, not other, and you have all the time to find arguments for it.
You do not have to be strong to be beautiful, but sometimes it takes a lot of effort to not be shattered. To be gentle with yourself and stay flexible no matter how cruel the world can be. To remember that being human was not a weakness all the time.