Once when I was signing off on a post I accidentally typed Happy Trials instead of Happy Trails. This got me thinking if it's possible to have a happy trial, and I'm not talking about the court kind, because I'm not sure that those are ever happy. I mean the trials of life. I'm great about seeing the silver lining after the trial, but must admit that in the midst of a trial finding the positive can seem impossible.
I saw some meme on Facebook about how the bruises that life so often leaves upon us prove that we showed up, and that we lived. That resonated with me because I feel pretty bruised by life at the moment. However, when I think about these bruises as proof that I’m living my life, it encourages me to continue to look for the happiness in my trials and not to stop living due to fear of future bruises. My life currently does not resemble what I thought it was going to look like, yet it’s better than it was in a lot of respects. Life is a constant dance with change, and I’m learning that as much as I’d like to be the lead, I’m not. That being said, I must show up and look for the happiness of the trial. Alright, my inner Yoda is done for the night. Thanks for reading.