At five years old, I was hit by a vehicle.
I, then, had a learning disability.
At six years old, I was sexually abused.
In grade school, I was bullied.
In high school, I was bullied even more.
At the university, I failed two subjects.
My learning disability went haywire.
I couldn't drive a vehicle anymore.
At nineteen years old, I lost my mother.
A year after, I succumbed to clinical depression.
I was racially discriminated at work for being Spanish descent.
My superiors told me to keep my office attire simple because I made them look shabby.
People had taken advantage of my kindness.
Well, enough of those, I am doing wonderful now.
Nonetheless, against the odds, I never felt sorry for myself or felt helpless.
I did not wallow in self-pity but instead focused on anger expression through Art.
I became creative. I love taking action and seeing the end product.
And, channeling it productively through exercise.
I learned to say no to other people's selfish agenda.
It motivated me to take risks for my noble goal.
I say yes to God. That made the biggest difference.
Because of those experiences...
I became a great listener.
I became kinder and more considerate.
I may not know your pain but I knew how pain was like and I dealt with it.
I am just like you.
Human.
The only difference is I held on to my dream, though people discouraged me and told me I was foolish.
Now, it is a reality.
When you stop dreaming, you are just existing.
Dream and be alive!
Life is such a wonderful gift.
Life is so simple.
May you be inspired by the Holy Spirit!
photo credit: John McGrath
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