Hypoxic Writing

A teachable moment for me may be after I lost my grandfather. I utilized the loss to break free from the bubble I had created for myself. The loss aided me in discovering my own identity. I used to be completely reliant on others and never thought I was worth anything.  It gave me a chance to rethink my life and find what I was passionate about. It gave me the confidence to take risks and follow my aspirations. I ultimately found strength and resilience in myself and realized that I could live without depending on anyone else. I learned that I am capable of achieving great things on my own. This experience taught me to be independent and to strive for success. It also gave me an appreciation for life and the people around me. I now cherish my family even more, knowing that life can be taken away in an instant. I learned that life is a tapestry woven with strands of joy and grief, each having a purpose beyond our comprehension. We must learn to accept the tapestry for what it is, and trust that our joy will bring us closer to understanding its hidden purpose. We must also remember that our grief is not wasted, but an integral part of our journey. It is a necessary part of our growth.