Journal Entry: reflecting the past few months, not doubting ability or faith in one’s self, just reflecting.

Again, we rebuild. The past few months have been brutal. Our house suffered severe water damage, laptops stolen, and business lost due to it. It hurts. Bad. As always, we take the remnants of our lives and rebuild. It is something I’ve learned throughout my life. Do I pick up the pieces or walk away? The answer isn’t always black and white. Today though I choose to rebuild, to seek refuge in hope, to a future that is sustainable and adaptable, I am tired. Tired of continuously having to rebuild, clinging to another hope of tomorrow but what are my options? It’s been so long, risking everything, money, reputation, all for the dream. Maybe the dream isn’t a destination but more a journey. Maybe it is similar to what the founding fathers said “…the pursuit of happiness.” Maybe that’s what it’s all about, the pursuit of the dream. Maybe I search and yearn for the destination and I’m ignoring the wondrous experience of my own story unfolding. Maybe the beauty is in the details and not where you end up. For every place we arrive at is the beginning of a new story, a new destination. So, today, brick by brick, I lay the foundation of my future knowing full well that I may have to rebuild soon.

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