i am happy for the bittersweet moments in life.
Shauna Niequist wrote in her book, Bittersweet, that bitter is what makes us strong, what forces us to push through, what helps us earn the lines on our faces and the calluses on our hands. Sweet is enough, but bittersweet is beautiful, nuanced, full of depth and complexity. Bittersweet is courageous, gutsy, audacious and earthy.
Bittersweet is the memory of us.
Bittersweet is the realization that the past does not define the future.
Bittersweet is the emotions accompanying that realization.
Bittersweet is saying goodbye.
I’ve always believed that God does not give us more than we can handle, and life is precarious more so now than ever before. when you’re young, the world is huge, and i had hoped to never lose that feeling.
i’m older now, though the older i get, the more i understand that ‘wiser’ is a concept that’s hard to explain. i am older, and only wise enough to know that i don’t yet know enough and if that is maturity, then my universe is growing.
Bittersweet is the knowledge that there are more than a hundred ways to say permanent goodbyes, that time doesn’t just ravage, it changes. Bittersweet is the knowledge that comes with age – the painful ache that comes with the recognition that the world hasn’t shrunk, it’s just you who have grown.
This is what I’ve come to believe about change: it’s good, in the way that childbirth is good, and heartbreak is good, and failure is good. It aches and it burns, but it pushes you and moulds you into a different person; a stronger person, one capable of climbing mountains and surfing sand. Success is not the lack of failure, but simply, the courage to continue.
Bittersweet are the glimpses of hope and redemption behind the veil of pain and deceit. It is a reminder of the wonder and privilege we have been bestowed to have been able to walk upon this earth. It is the strength to get up and dust ourselves off and to climb up again and to leap off the top. It is the courage to acknowledge that you are special, and to be special.
Bittersweet is the mirror reflecting the brokenness of perfection and the perfection of brokenness. They are snapshots recording change as we continue. Bittersweet is the rose-tinted lens of nostalgia, the honeyed ache of reminiscence, the burning joy of moving on. Bittersweet is a promise from the Universe to you.
You are strong.
You have courage.
You are not alone.
You are beautiful.
You will be OK.
Bittersweet is life.
and for that, i am happy.