Everything Happens For a Reason

Hadley - Chester, Vermont
Entered on March 18, 2009
Age Group: Under 18
Themes: purpose, setbacks
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Everything Happens For a Reason

I believe that everything happens for a reason. Something bad happens in order for you to appreciate all the good things that follow there after. When one door closes, another opens. Everything that has happened in my life has helped me become the person I am today, and I think that there is a reason for that. Sometime in this future I can accomplish something great because of everything that has happened. When I was little, and something bad would happen to me I would let it bother me for hours. I’d sit around the house and wallow in my self pity.

My grandmother was the one who made me a strong believer in myself. She used to sit me in her lap and hold me and say “don’t worry about it, everything happens for a reason.”

I haven’t had your normal life. Nothing ever came easy for me and my family and it seems like as I get older, everything gets harder. Once my grandmother passed away I kept her words close to my heart and always tried to look on the bright side of the situation and wait for the happiness to come.

When I got suspended the first time, it happened for a reason.

The first time I lost my best friend, it happened so someone even better could come along.

The first time I got my heartbroken, it happened to teach me a life lesson.

I was sixteen years old when I really finally understood what my grandmother had meant after all these years. I went to go move in with my Dad to try and repair our relationship. For a while, things were going great and I thought that this is the reason I came. This is what she really meant all these years. It wasn’t until after I got kicked out that I saw how naive I had been about that whole situation. That was a good thing, me and my dad getting a long better then ever before, but the even better thing was moving back home with my mom and finding and even better place for me to start a new chapter in my life.

Good things fall apart so that better things will come together. Those words that comforted me so many years ago, made me into a strong person; a person who tries to have a positive outlook on life, and tries to find the good and the greatness in everything and anything. Everything happens for a reason, this I believe.