I’ve come to the realisation that life can be a bed of roses,
I’ve also come to the realisation that this same life can be unfair,
I’ve come to the realisation that the world is not black and white,
I’ve also come to the realisation that there are more grey areas than we presume,
I’ve come to the realisation that people pass away and leave their loved ones behind,
I’ve also come to the realisation that those people who have passed on are the ones who we still need most,
I’ve come to the realisation that having an ounce of courage can lead me down paths that I never imagined possible,
I’ve also come to the realisation that having that same courage is a result of getting up every time someone beats me down,
I’ve come to the realisation that it’s painfully devastating when I do not get what I want,
I’ve also come to the realisation that what I want is not necessarily what I need,
I’ve come to the realisation that I should put all that is beyond my control in God’s hands,
I’ve also come to the realisation that God helps those who help themselves,
I’ve come to the realisation that it takes a village to raise a child,
I’ve also come to the realisation that that same village has dwellers who are themselves unfit to raise their own children,
I’ve come to the realisation that there is no greater love than the love of God,
I’ve also come to the realisation that God’s love is portrayed through the unconditional love of our parents,
I’ve come to the realisation that perhaps we do not live the lives that we are supposed to,
But perhaps, most importantly, I’ve also come to the realisation that we are ultimately the pioneers of our own destiny, and thus our own way of living.