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- Everything happens for a reason. – Jake said
- You know, I've always hated that saying. People tend to think that to cope with whatever misfortune landed on their concrete of a head, but they need to accept that sometimes bad stuff happens just because it does, and there's no grand scheme that the universe lays out for us.
- Well, take this for example, a housewife found out that her husband was cheating on her, they divorced. After a hard time jumping from job to job to make a living, she became a successful businesswoman. So there, if it weren't for the divorce, she-
- I've heard that story before! Bravo! Good for her! Then can you tell me the reason why some children are abandoned to death? Or why some man left their family to fight and die for a war that eventually bear no fruit? Is it the universe's great plan to let them rot on a sidewalk or a cold field?
-...
- That's what I thought. Don't ever say those kind of things to me ever again.
***
Even though there might be no plan for each of us, the universe still operates in an unpredictable way. After three months of walking through this hellacious desert of grief and pain, a strange cottontail led me to an oasis. My doubt of it being an illusion was washed away as I bathed in its liquid-crystal, and when I swam to the middle of the lake, I found myself surrounded with a glowing shade of green, reflected from the nearby palm tree, which fruits soothe my parched throat, and its meat gave me strength.
That's how it happened. From my harrowing slumber of never-ending nightmares, she woke me up, suddenly, but with the softness of a morning breeze, unveiling the thick cloud of fog so that I could bask in the sunlight once more. With no effort, she lit up the damp fireplace within my heart, provoked feelings I've long forgotten. Her light shines down to lead me forward on this rocky path, gently, tenderly like the distant moon...Right, distance. Good things don't come easily. To be able to feel her warmth, to embrace her in my arms and to sink myself in hers, to ever bless my eyes with her image and to see her smile spread from cheek to cheek; seven thousand miles I'd have to cross. And if I were to rely on my weary legs, I'd have to pray that they wouldn't fail me for 104 days.
Looking back at it, perhaps, things do happen for a reason, sometimes we can't see it because it didn't happen to us. For me, if I didn't go through my past relationships, the course of actions I took might not have led me to meeting her. And the reason for this hardship of distance I'm facing? Maybe it'll give me motivation to get my life together, to focus on moving forward and shorten this daunting gap. But first, I probably should call and apologize to Jake.
