“It always works out,” my mom always says. It has taken a few times of things not working out to discover why that’s true.
Through every hard time in my life, I always remember thinking, I wish this wasn’t happening to me. Yet later, I realize that each of those bad moments turned into an opportunity or led to something even better. Later, I’m always grateful that I had that hard time. I always remember thinking, I’m glad that happened to me.
Whether I was broken up with or rejected from a dream job, it felt like the end of my whole life at the moment. And yet later on, I realize that I would not have the wonderful life I do now if not for those seemingly bad things happening.
For the next time that I’m having a hard time, I hope I read this old post and remember that it always works out.