There’s
a moment, quiet or loud, when life feels like it’s crumbling and you feel you
are on the verge of a personal catastrophe.
Maybe it
is the loss of something precious or the weight of everything finally getting
too heavy.
You
think about giving up. Not in a dramatic way, just... fading out of the fight.
But
then, something inside you whispers:
What if?
What if there’s still another chance?
What if this crisis is just the end of one chapter, not the whole book?
That
whisper is HOPE and although its sound is not loud, it is real.
It is
often the only thing you need to take the next step, even if it is small.
Moving
on when things are really bad doesn’t mean pretending everything’s fine. It
means accepting the pain, the loss, the fear and keep walking anyway.
Maybe
just one tiny choice at a time, like eating in a different way, breathing
deeply, meditating once or twice, or calling a good friend. Perhaps it is just
a deep and meaningful sleep...
This is
the time to write something down, to reflect, to contemplate, because the new
opportunity might not show up in a flash. It may come tiptoeing in when you are
not looking.
But it does
come. And when it does, you will know that you didn’t give up and you stayed
long enough to see what that new possibility.
And
that’s where life begins again. Good luck!
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