When will life be normal again? That's what I keep asking myself. Yet, despite my optimistic anticipation for things to change ... deadlines continually extend. I keep placing my happiness on the end of quarantine and someone to give the a-okay to go back to normal life. As a result, I keep meeting with discouragement when my plans don't follow through. Is this really what God wants from me? To just sit around day in and day out waiting for my so called "normal life" to come back, so I can go back to picking up my normal daily crosses and follow the path I once had laid out to Heaven?
"Don't wait for things to get better. Life will always be complicated. Learn to be happy right now, otherwise you'll run out of time."
We all long for happiness and we spend our whole life looking for it. What will make me happy? What job? What vocation? What decision of the two?
Even if the question of happiness is not in the forefront of your mind, deep down that is the root of our choices. Have you ever found satisfying happiness?
Why do I feel sad? Why do I hurt? Where is this dissatisfaction with life burning in my soul coming from? For the past few months, questions like these have been running through my head. I've been struggling to understand why I've felt empty and forgotten.