It's because...

ever notice things you do in life, later seem to have reason.
sitting back in a lounge chair, pondering over events from the past
I often find myself in this situation.

last night I had quite a long conversation about this, all the while I was sitting in my chair taking mental note after mental note. "even the mistakes we make have purpose"
later last night I compared different heartache and pain, to that I have lived, and saw minor similarities, as well as major ones.

Life.

I feel sorrow that things in my life could not have taken a different path. I can definitely say I, until recently with school, have not planned much of my life, if any of it at all. I just let it happen, with all my hope and faith in one basket. The past four years taught me some of the most valuable lessons about that basket. In so many aspects, I would have done all the same things, in others, I would have done the complete opposite. Overall. I still can see inside of everything, and always find peace.

I find it never productive to react in the heat of any moment, but we often do, regardless. I stop and think, my father being one of the biggest sons of bitches that walks the earth, and still he gave me the best gift of all. Even in hurt, there is love.

It's all because of love.

xo