Dear journal,
Today something happened. It was fortunate that I am living right now. I got in a car accident and I thought I would die. My whole life flashed before my eyes. Then I thought to myself, if I were to die right now, would I really be proud of who I am?
The question hit me fast, almost like a parallel to the other car. I prayed to God I wouldn't die. I don't think I have done everything there is. I do not think it is my time. An angel's hand guided me through this journey and I felt an aura of safeness.
It was truly a miracle that I am living right now. The doctor's all said I am one of those rare cases you don't see often. But when you do, they know something is good. There must be some things right in this world.
The doctors told me that if I was saved in that car crash, that I must have a purpose. There must be a reason I was saved. I am a believer that everything happens for a reason, and this my friend, is definitely something to speculate.
The more I thought about my question, am I proud of who I am, the more my past was highlighted. Instead of all the good things in my life, the bad stuck out. Which annoyed me because I'd like to think that I am more good than bad.
I did survive that. I am a survivor and now I need to make a new future. I have made mistakes in my past, but have you not? I have done things I regret.
Since my miraculous save, it has taught me more about life and how I should live from now on. I have done things that I do not fully respect, I have done things that leave me with heavy burdens of remorse. But as I ponder on the second chance I have received, I realize that I have a new futur to look to. I am excited and ready for what it holds. I will leave my past behind. The past has made me who I am but it does not need to be dwelled upon.
Rest in peace, past.
Welcome, future.
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