Growing up, I have always felt like a different child. The way I saw the world always made me wonder. I think there is more to life than what we truly live for. We always settle for less close to our comfort zone for you to realize your supreme potential. I am passionate and enthusiastic about my every day since I know it's a new chance to tell my story, alter it or rewrite it; and probably even change its course. It's a beautiful thought to know that God is not done with me. I am constantly thankful for being the main character of my very own Novel, my director does have a lot of surprises but that's what makes me still exist in the movie.

If I start sharing my life stories, they are a phenomenon, am not so sure where to begin but the end is the least you expect, I mean even I am unsure, but hope keeps me going. I wonder what God had in mind when he let me come to earth. Don't get me wrong, am excited and happy but some part of me does seem to wonder why, what my purpose is. What if I woke up someday and this was all a dream? What if when we die, we just wake up to a whole other life? Will I remember all that I have lived? There are a lot of secrets beyond what we see.

I want to tell you that everything will be okay oh wait I mean it will all pass nothing seems permanent in our life on earth, so you might as well laugh out your sorrows and hard days and cry out your happy days as they last just enough to still be confused on what more could life offer. I have learned with time that I owe myself some good time every day as there is no guarantee for my tomorrow, so I might as well make the most of it now.

There are so many times I question my whole point of existence, not that am not grateful just that I feel like am not doing enough with the gist of time and knowledge. My ability to listen, understand, and empathize has always been extraordinary. But look at me, that is the least of my everyday to-do list which makes me wonder how many people are lucky to do what they are good at, or is it just we learn to be good at whatever that comes our way? So, do you think we are doing it all wrong or there is always a twist in fate? The likelihood of fulfilling the purpose is supposed to be one, at least I thought so but is it a clear one before you die? or just some pieces that one tries to bring all together to get some common sense at least? Well, these things run through my head and steal away my peace of mind. But just before I break, I remember my creator who did not create me by accident. He was sure and accurate in every detail in such a way that he is so proud of this creation, a work of art. So, I will live knowing that there is more in store for me. The ride might be bumpy or smooth at times but it will be or wait it is worth it. I am not certain of everything but something constant is the faith in my Creator and what he has in store for me.