When has trusting life given me insight?

I’ve really been given tremendous comfort from the fact that the biggest struggles in my life have turned out to be “blessings in disguise” in one way or another: growing up painfully shy has turned me to be more empathetic, inclusive, and good with children; battling depression has turned me into a mental health advocate, a voice, given me perspective, and also just helps to appreciate the good days and small things (seriously, light bulbs make me very happy and I know that sounds strange but it’s a thing!) But then also bad events and bad people have turned out to be a good thing: getting fired from one job led to my finally finishing and getting my degree at age 29 – something that had made me feel terrible about and something I felt compelled to lie about for years! Even then losing my job again during this pandemic led to another degree, this time finally for the thing I’ve always wanted to do.

As for everything regarding this pandemic – there’s no denying that it’s been an incredibly painful and challenging year for the whole world. In trusting life and going off of history, I do believe there is a light at the end of the tunnel. And I do think that there is some good to come from it all, namely: being reminded to be made grateful for what we do have amongst the great loss, the rising unity despite the division, the growing awareness – of social issues, of injustices, etc., the rise/revival of so much creativity & refocusing on community – I could go on!