Easter this year was profoundly contemplative for me. Things that worked out, things that weren’t meant to be, things that had to happen; all started to make sense.
The past 12 months have been tough; probably the toughest period in my life to date. Yet, so satisfyingly rich. Never have I ever learnt so much about myself, about living, about courage, than in the fleeting 365 days that just passed. And for that, I wouldn’t have wanted to redo it any other way.
Our life is a constant work in progress anyway. The only question that we can ask each time we’re faced with a situation is this: “What is this here to teach me?”
You’ll be surprised at how much you can smile at the end of the day.