Things happen when I least expect them to.
But I’m not ready!
I say to no one in particular. Or maybe to God.
There’s no stopping the stream of events that keep occurring, catching me off guard.
Afraid of living life with regrets, I let the current take me wherever it goes. And surprisingly, I like it.
I learn.
I suffer.
I experience something new.
Even when the waves hit a rock and my heart gets crashed, the blood spilling around and yet in the pain, I gain something:
Strength.
It takes strength to live.
Life With Rachel 