It is a joy living in a world where I truly believe life happens for me. Because it does not matter what other people do, or what they say, or how they act. I see past all that, to an unknown, but it is one that is happening for me. It’s so sad, so many people live in the opposite world. They cry, they ask why. But life is just happening. People get sick and die. People turn too soon and people die. It’s just life happening.
I feel detached from life, but more part of it, if that makes sense. I understand life around me is out of my control. How I react, though, is in my control. So that is where my energy goes. Not to despair, or regret, or desire, but to defining what has happened and making the most of it.