I woke up this morning with a hundred thousand questions in my mind. What to do then? Why hasn’t that happened yet? How could things every work out? And on it goes. There’s so much we want to know, to understand. Patience is not one of my strong suits. And yet, life doesn’t always unfold the way we want it to. Sometimes we have to wait, sometimes it just takes the right amount of time for the right things to happen. In hindsight many things make sense and then we understand why a certain event occurred at a certain time.
When Robert broke-up with me last year, my world crumbled. It basically imploded. I did not really have a clue how to survive the day, the week, the month. It was painful and there were no answers what so ever to all the questions I had. Now, more than a year later many of my questions have been answered. We get our answers sooner or later, at the right time when we are able to hear, understand and live them.
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer. – R.M. Rilke
I am right here in this 