Adversities are like plain water on the tongue. They wash away the sweetness left behind by previous indulges only to allow the tongue to appreciate and fully enjoy the next sweet moment.
To a drunk, life is topsy turvy. To a mystic, life is philosophical. To a mathematician, life is a sequent. To a optimist, life is great.
For the physical pain my body endured during Chemotherapy, the turmoil when I had to stay in hospital and skip school, the dent on my ego when I detoured to poly, the cut on my vanity when I started to bald, and the emotional scaring from family misunderstandings; all has made me a stronger, better, more efficient human being.
Whether life is a journey, a reflection of the paradox of time, a celebration of love, a moment of bliss or a stay at the hospital. I am thankful for the blessings showered upon me, the strength bestowed upon me, and the love surrounding me.
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