The clock was ticking towards midnight, and as I stood outside my parents' house, where I had been staying for the holiday season. I couldn't help but notice the booming music resonating from a nearby bar. It was as if the universe conspired to remind me of the vibrant tunes that still echoed through passing cars. Despite my deep love for music, I found myself pondering why people weren't at home in their beds. The thought of undisturbed sleep seemed like a luxury I would do anything for. However, I couldn't help but chuckle at my own audacity, considering there was a time when I used to revel in going out clubbing, enjoying every moment of it. The music, dancing, socializing with friends, and the freedom of not having a curfew were the highlights of those youthful days, almost like a rite of passage. Fast forward to today, perhaps a decade later, and the idea of going out clubbing doesn't appeal to me at all. I no longer see the point in it. I view it as a mindless waste of time, preferring to spend my precious moments with my husband and children. In the past, going out was a significant event, and obtaining permission from parents was an even bigger deal, marking a transition into adulthood.
Reflecting on my past, I realize that every experience I went through was necessary for shaping the person I have become today. It's fascinating how each hurdle, triumph, and setback played a crucial role in molding my character and guiding me towards personal growth. I started walking down memory lane thinking about the things that mattered to me then, the things I held dear in my heart. Never in a million years would I have imagined losing interest in those things or even letting them go completely. If you had told me five years ago that my values would change and I would embrace entirely new ones, I would have probably laughed in disbelief. Yet, here I am, transformed into a different person, someone who has grown and improved in many ways. The future remains uncertain, but I find solace in the present. That doesn't mean I'm problem-free; as a grown-up, I face my fair share of challenges and responsibilities. However, I've reached a point in my life where stability and depth matter more than superficiality. While certain aspects of my life may be stagnant and there are areas I want to work on, I am content and at peace with where I am right now.
The concept that nothing is permanent is a well-known truth that has been reaffirmed time and time again. Change is the only constant in life, and it has the power to move even the biggest obstacles that we once believed were immovable. Similarly, the heartbreak and sorrow that we think will consume us forever eventually fade away with time. It's important to acknowledge that everyone heals at their own pace, and some may take longer than others. However, one thing remains certain - everything passes. As soon as one problem is resolved, another one arises, reminding us that we are alive and constantly evolving.
No matter how stable our lives may appear, there will always be moments when unexpected events occur, leading to significant changes. Reflecting on my past troubles, I can't help but laugh at how insignificant they seem now compared to the challenges I face today. I am fully aware that in the future, my current problems will either become a mere joke or serve as practice for the obstacles that lie ahead. Nevertheless, I find solace in the knowledge that whatever comes my way, it too shall pass. It is understandable that during times of grief and hardship, these words may not provide immediate solace. However, it's important to remember that time has a way of healing wounds, as cliché as it may sound. Personally, I have found time to be the best healer, having a somewhat forgetful memory has also aided in my healing process. I tend to remember less as a defense mechanism, allowing me to move forward. But if you are seeking inspiration, take my words to heart - this difficult phase will eventually pass.
Whenever I come across individuals expressing their desire to end their lives, I always pose a thought-provoking question: How can you be certain that the afterlife will treat you better? What if, heaven forbid, it turns out to be worse? Especially if you have sinned not repent, there is the possibility of spending eternity in hell. In this world, however, there are moments no matter how scarce they are of joy and happiness to be found, and certain aspects of our lives are within our control. Please understand that I'm not belittling anyone's emotions, disregarding their problems, or undermining their struggles. It's crucial to consider both sides before longing for the other side. The unknown may hold great wonders, but it could also become your worst nightmare. As humans, we can never be 100% certain of entering paradise, even as believers. We can only hope and strive to live by the laws of our creator, knowing that there's always a chance we may sin and pass away before we have the opportunity to repent.
The fleeting nature of everything in life serves as a reminder of the significance of living in an authentic manner. In a world where nothing lasts forever, it becomes crucial to question what truly holds value. The key lies in aligning our actions with our core values, chasing our aspirations with unwavering enthusiasm, and fostering deep and meaningful relationships. When we embrace the impermanence of existence, we free ourselves from the relentless pursuit of material possessions or the crippling fear of failure. Instead, our attention shifts towards embracing experiences that bring fulfillment to our lives and make a positive difference in the lives of those around us.