Why
does everything seem to be great when one looks at it from a positive perspective?
Why do other people's lives sometimes seem to be more
interesting than ours?
Why do problems seem to be worse than others when they
belong to us?
Why is it so difficult to believe that one can?
Why does one usually wonder: "Why me"? and
does not find a clear answer?
Sometimes it is not possible to explain why certain
things happen, or why one is "part" of a specific moment in time and
space... or why some people appear in our "path", helping or annoying
us...
Many times I have thought that life is a great play
and we are the protagonists. It has got a beginning, a development and an
ending. But my question has always been: do we build our destiny or is it
already "written"?
And my answer has always been the same: For me, Our Destiny is already written but we choose
the chapters we want to live...
That reminds me of those stories that my father used
to tell me when I was a child: "Choose
Your Own Adventure". They are a series of game
books that consist of a story in which the reader has the opportunity to choose
his own adventure throughout the book. The best options you take the best
ending you get.
Sometimes Life is not as we wish it would be.
However, we can find many beautiful people, things and situations in the path
that will help us to "build" our destiny or at least to guide
ourselves to the best ending!
What do you think: is the destiny built or is it
already written?
