Your Life Is A Direct Product Of What You Made It To Be.

Sometimes in lifes journey, we pass through things and situations which shape our personality at each junction we turn. The people we meet, the things we see, the colors flashing through our eyes per time, some we give attention while to others we pretend not taking note.

Sometimes we struggle with things we could not find right words to explain and most of the time we are scared of discussing with anyone, fearing our little secret would be discovered and painted around the world. Sometimes we cry deep in the night wishing God could show up just to take away the pains of being betrayed by those we love so much. Sometimes we look ahead and could not see clearly into the future because even those we love so much walk away and we are left alone to wander along the path of life.

So many times I ask myself this question, how come the rich also cry? With all the money, all the beautiful things life could offer, all the cars, houses, private jets and loads of money in the bank, with all the class of friends and connections, despite the face they could travel to any part of the world any time they want, how come the rich also cry?

I look at the rich, look at the poor, look at situations of life in general and I discovered everyone under the sun has starting points we all have 24 hours in a day, we all started from somewhere climbing through the ladder of life, taking our journey through various ways we discover could lead to the pursuit of happiness, the road blocks we experience along the line are things which helps in shaping our persons so we could be the best version of ourselves and not trying to work in anyones shadow.

sometimes we laugh, sometimes we smile, some time we cry deep inside while laughing and shaking hands with friends due to the deep struggle in navigation our ways to discover true happiness. I looked at the high, looked at the low, looked at the strong and mighty, looked at the weak. looked at those who were able to make it across the occean of painfull memories, look at those who got drown in their fear and faded away into obscurity and i discover whatever we are, whoever we become was born out of what we use those painful expreinces at the defining moments of our lives to achive.

Some use their defining moments to build the world, some use theirs to discover beautiful things out of nothing, some use their to write books, some use theires to make movies, some use theirs to sing their ways to stardom. some became invetors, entreprenures, teachers and pastors while to some, it shows in their art of photography. some travel around the world telling their stories, some finds their happines through the hospitality of helping others. some use theirs to give their lives good meaning while treating people at the hospitals around the world. To some, day and night you find them at the war zones keeping the global peace with their lives and helping men, women and children to survive trap of death. And to some, they use experience of thier defining moments to commit crimes and spend the rest of their lives behind bars... many in solitary confinments around the world because they couldnt convert the aquired painful expreinces of life into something worth living for...!

I discovered everyone of us have defining moments and our lives remain the direct product of every experience acquire during those moments, at the end, either good or bad we have no one to blame but ourself for not using our experinces to give our lives good meanings... And to the question i always ask myself, how the rich also cry... while wondering at the mystry of life, i discover amassing all the wealth and good things of life would kill like poision if we fail to share and help and many as we could to also give their lives good meaning...

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God bless you, enjoy the rest of your day.