I looked out of the windshield and seen more than the rain pouring down. Watching it hit and form with the rest, forming a mass.
Like my life has been it seems. Many small things hitting my surface, some grand and others minuscule. Some having a great impact others just a ripple, but when combined its become united and has more power than expected.
Time was that this was never an issue to me. If it was more powerful than I, I ignored it or let it go away leaving it's trail of resentments that I would use to make me stronger. This served me well, learning as each obstacle tested me or not letting some things even have a chance to prove their power.
I missed a lot by doing this for many years/decades.
I've found that by facing my battles it makes me stronger. Granted those battles might seem small to most, but since I've learned that it's battles that win wars. All these years not facing the problems that have come at me had weakened me, emotionally starved it seems. These have since grown from the experiences it's gained as of late, into something that scares me somewhat. Not that they are wrong or ill, just the fact that these things make me who I am, the growing pains and the ways I express them. New lessons are learned daily. Sometimes I wonder if I'm taking the right lesson from the experience? One thing I do know is that my strength is finding growth and by at least facing such things, life has had many rewards.
