My mom got me and my sisters three keys- one key each. On each key was a word. For my older sister, "Wisdom." For my younger sister, "Hope."
And what was I stuck with?
"Strength."
At first, this was a no-brainer. I'd always been physically stronger than my siblings, and I had the illusion of being stronger mentally and emotionally as well. But now, I've got myself thinking about what real strength is.
Is it how much you can carry? Or how far your voice reaches? Is strength to deny all weakness, or is it to admit and accept them?
Of course, this question cannot go unaccompanied by the question of what weakness is. Is it weak, for example, to fall ill? Is it weak to show compassion for one in need?
Is it weak to fall?
Or is it strength to pick yourself back up?
Is it weak to cry?
Or is it strength to admit that you need to?
Is it weak to want the impossible?
Or is it strength to go after it anyways?
Is it weak to love hopelessly?
Or is it strength to continue on, even so?
A wise man once asked, "Is the unexamined life worth living?"
Unexamined.
Not unanswered.
And so,
I'll leave you with that thought for now.
Let me know what you think.
ttyl. :)
P.S- I hope I get better soon. I need my voice back!
Strength, to me, is the ability to admit you were wrong. The ability to pick yourself up after you've fallen. To realize what you did was for a reason and even though you may have made mistakes, the glass isn't all empty. It's not giving in when the going gets rough. It takes courage to be strong It's a valuable skill.
ReplyDeleteBtw, get better soon!
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