The experiences I have in good times or bad, are mine alone. So I have made up my mind to accept wholly that all my experiences have purpose. To accept that sometimes I won’t know what that is right away. To accept some growth is painful and I have to go through it, to get through it. That doesn’t mean I have to get comfortable, and stay in the thick of the contrast of it longer than necessary. But that in the happening of it, I get to choose how I feel, how I experience it, and how I let it shape me. I have made up my mind to see the clouds for all their silver linings. And not to miss the sun, while the sun is shining.