I couldn’t – because it felt temporary ~

that was what I always gave as an answer.

They told me that everything eventually works out in the end. Sometimes in our favour, sometimes not and that that is okay.

But I couldn’t bring myself to seeing that because I was always hurting. Everywhere.

I mean,

why do good things have to come to an end?
Why do we have to let go?
Why do the best of times have to be temporary?

The way we light up whenever we are enjoying the moment – and everything else that depicts the purest forms of joy to us?
Why is forever not guaranteed? I kept asking myself.

For a long time, I thought I’d never understand why the world works the way it does. I failed to realize that I couldn’t control most of what happens in life but only learn to control how to react to it. All these wonderful moments, relationships (whichever) we experience could be temporary and short lived but that doesn’t mean that they were not beautiful in the first place.

Once I learned that life doesn’t stop for anyone, I began to appreciate the beauty that can be found in everything temporary. So by that, I chose to adjust my sails. To slowly but surely get used to the fact that not everything, however much we’d want it to last, is always a forever. However, even temporary is to be enjoyed ;to be treasured.

All the same, there are those days that you feel like calling out yourself for giving yourself in situations that weren’t supposed to last, you feel sad and start questioning this and that, yeah? Me too.

During such phases nowadays, I’m subtle enough to remind myself that such is life and go slow on myself.

Here are my thoughts.
Tips we can all carry home ;

° There can be honesty in temporary.

°Enjoy it whilst it lasts.

°Don’t overthink it, be in the moment.

°If it brings along notable lessons, carry them with you always!

°With lessons, comes growth too!

Look for the good in everything and let it give you that fulfilment.

Temporary. A concept. Embrace it. Live with it, live in it.

Xo ?

Kianda Joyce
Kianda Joyce
wondering wandering artist with a mind floating in a sea of creativity

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