“The struggles we endure today will be the ‘good old days’ we laugh about tomorrow.”
Aaron Lauritsen


As I reflect upon the struggles I endured today, I can’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia creeping in. Those moments, once filled with challenges and obstacles, have now transformed into the “good old days” that I can laugh about. It’s incredible how time can reshape our perspectives and allow us to see the silver lining in even the most trying times. In those days, I would wake up each morning, faced with seemingly insurmountable hurdles. The weight of responsibilities rested upon my shoulders, pressing down relentlessly. Every step forward felt like a battle, but I persevered. Through the exhaustion and uncertainty, I found the strength to keep pushing forward, holding onto the belief that someday things would change for the better. There were moments when doubt would creep in, threatening to consume my resolve. But I refused to let it define me. Instead, I focused on the small victories that slowly accumulated, serving as constant reminders of my resilience and determination. Each obstacle conquered brought me closer to the realization that these struggles would eventually fade into cherished memories. Time moved forward, and the world around me shifted. With each passing day, the intensity of those challenges lessened, and I found myself adapting, growing stronger. As I overcame the hurdles that once seemed insurmountable, I learned valuable lessons about perseverance, patience, and the indomitable spirit of the human heart.

Now, as I look back upon those days from a vantage point of newfound wisdom, I can’t help but smile. The struggles that once filled me with frustration and doubt have become a source of laughter. They have shaped me into the person I am today, moulding my character and fortifying my spirit. I share stories of those times with others, reminiscing about the moments that tested my mettle. The challenges that once consumed my thoughts now serve as anecdotes, bringing joy and laughter to those who listen. I realize that those struggles were not just hurdles to overcome but pivotal chapters in my personal growth. In the grand tapestry of life, it is often the toughest battles that leave the deepest imprints. They become woven into the fabric of our memories, reminding us of the strength we possess and the resilience we can summon. Today, as I bask in the nostalgia of those once-daunting struggles, I am grateful for the growth they brought and the laughter they now inspire. So, let us not be disheartened by the struggles we face today, for tomorrow, they will be the “good old days” that we can fondly recall. They will be the stories we share with joy, reminding us of our ability to overcome and find humour even in the most challenging moments of our lives.

“It takes only a split second for life to go horribly wrong. To fix the mess, I need a thousand things to go right. The distance from one bit of luck to the next feels as great as the distance across oceans. But, I decide in this moment, I will bridge that distance, again and again, until I win. I will not fail.”
― Sabaa Tahir


In the blink of an eye, my life took an unexpected turn, spiralling into chaos. It was astonishing how quickly everything went horribly wrong. In that split second, the delicate balance I had meticulously built crumbled, leaving me in a mess that seemed insurmountable. To mend the shattered fragments of my existence, I realized that I needed a thousand things to align perfectly. Each puzzle piece had to fall into place, one after another, in a flawless sequence of events. It was an overwhelming prospect, akin to traversing vast oceans, with the daunting distance between one stroke of luck and the next looming before me. Yet, amidst the rubble and despair, a flicker of determination ignited within me. I made a decision, resolute and unwavering, to bridge that seemingly impassable gap. I understood that it would require relentless effort and unwavering faith, but I was willing to face the challenges head-on. Failure was not an option; it simply did not exist in my realm of possibilities. With each step I took, I harnessed every ounce of resilience and perseverance within me. I embraced the belief that setbacks were merely stepping stones on the path to success. Each hurdle I encountered became an opportunity to prove my resilience, to demonstrate that I could withstand the storms that life had thrown my way.

The journey was arduous, filled with moments of doubt and fatigue. There were times when the weight of the world threatened to crush my spirit when it felt easier to succumb to despair. But in those dark moments, I reminded myself of my unwavering resolve. I refused to let adversity define me. Instead, I rose to the occasion, refusing to be defeated by the daunting odds stacked against me. And so, I persevered, relentlessly in my pursuit of triumph. I meticulously planned, strategized, and adapted to the ever-changing circumstances. I sought opportunities where others saw only obstacles, turning setbacks into springboards for growth. A thousand things that needed to go right slowly started falling into place as if the universe conspired in my favour. Each small victory fueled my determination, propelling me forward with renewed vigour. I became intimately acquainted with the euphoria that accompanies overcoming seemingly insurmountable odds. The taste of success, hard-earned and well-deserved, fueled my desire to continue pushing, to keep bridging that distance across oceans until I reached the finish line.

And in the end, after countless battles fought and won, I emerged victorious. I stood at the pinnacle of triumph, having defied the odds and silenced the sceptics. The mess that had once overwhelmed me was now a distant memory, fading into insignificance against the backdrop of my accomplishments. Looking back, I realized that it was in that pivotal moment, when life went horribly wrong, that I discovered my true strength. I learned that resilience is forged in the fires of adversity and that determination knows no bounds. The distance between failure and success may seem vast, but with unwavering commitment and an unyielding spirit, I proved that I could bridge that gap, time and time again until victory was firmly in my grasp.

“Life is not easy. We all have problems-even tragedies-to deal with, and luck has nothing to do with it. Bad luck is only the superstitious excuse for those who don’t have the wit to deal with the problems of life. ”
― Joan Lowery Nixon

Life proved to be a relentless teacher, a force that demanded resilience and strength in the face of its numerous challenges. I soon came to understand that ease and simplicity were elusive concepts, distant mirages that teased and taunted from afar. We all, without exception, found ourselves grappling with problems, some more profound than others, and tragedies that left indelible marks on our souls. It became evident that luck held no sway over the adversities that beset us; it was merely a feeble excuse conjured by the superstitious or those lacking the fortitude to confront life’s trials head-on.

In this journey through the labyrinth of existence, I realized that problems were not selective in their afflictions. They did not discriminate based on social standing, background, or perceived fortune. Each one of us faced our unique set of tribulations, tailor-made to test our mettle and provoke the depths of our character. As I traversed the winding path of life, I encountered obstacles that threatened to overwhelm me. Some were minor disturbances, mere blips on the radar of existence. Others, however, towered like mountains, casting a long shadow over my path, challenging my resolve with their sheer magnitude. These were the tragedies that seared through the fabric of my being, leaving scars that whispered stories of loss and anguish. Yet, in the face of these trials, I refused to succumb to the notion of luck, whether good or bad, as the arbitrator of my fate. I understood that attributing success or failure solely to chance was a disservice to the human spirit, a cop-out for those who lacked the wisdom and resilience to confront life’s complexities. Luck may have its role in fleeting moments, but it paled in comparison to the power of intellect, tenacity, and emotional fortitude.

I embraced the challenges that life presented, recognizing them as opportunities for growth and self-discovery. Each problem I encountered became a puzzle to solve, a test of my wit and resourcefulness. No longer did I seek solace in the superstitions of luck; instead, I honed my ability to confront adversity with clarity and courage. It was through this shift in perspective that I began to find the strength to face life’s difficulties head-on. I delved into the depths of my own resilience, tapping into an inner wellspring of determination that surpassed any superstitious notions of fate. When setbacks arose, I confronted them with unwavering resolve, knowing that my ability to navigate the stormy seas of life depended on my own choices and actions.

The road was not without its stumbles and missteps. There were moments when doubt gnawed at the edges of my resolve when the weight of the world threatened to crush my spirit. Yet, in those instances, I reminded myself that it was not luck that would determine my destiny, but rather my own will to persevere. With each problem I overcame and each tragedy I weathered, I grew stronger. I cultivated a sense of self-reliance, a belief in my capacity to navigate the unpredictable currents of life. The superstitious whispers of luck faded into the background as I emerged as the author of my own narrative, the orchestrator of my own destiny. Life, in all its complexity and unpredictability, remained steadfast in its challenges. But armed with the knowledge that luck held no sway over my existence, I confronted each hurdle with unwavering determination and the wisdom to find solutions. I knew that true resilience and the ability to overcome lay not in the capricious whims of fortune, but within the depths of my own spirit.

“Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck.”
― Dalai Lama

And so, I walked this tumultuous path, embracing life’s problems and tragedies as catalysts for growth. I recognized that luck, whether good or bad, was a mere illusion in the grand tapestry of existence. I refused to be shackled by the superstitious excuses that others clung to, instead finding solace in the strength of my own intellect and resilience. Through this mindset, I learned to face each problem with a steady resolve, unburdened by the notion of luck. I sought out solutions, drawing upon my wit and resourcefulness to navigate the intricate web of challenges that life presented. Adversity became an invitation to push beyond my perceived limits, to delve into the depths of my capabilities.

Tragedies, those heart-wrenching moments that tested the very fabric of my being, became transformative turning points. I grieved, I mourned, but I refused to surrender to despair. I recognized that the human spirit possessed an astonishing capacity to heal and rebuild, to find meaning even in the face of profound loss. It was in these moments that I discovered the power of resilience—the ability to rise from the ashes, fortified by the knowledge that luck held no dominion over my destiny. I embraced the challenges as opportunities for growth, pushing myself to bridge the gaps in my understanding and confront the inherent complexities of life. As I walked this path, I encountered others who still clung to the superstitious crutch of luck, seeking external forces to explain their struggles or successes. I watched as they stumbled, their progress hindered by the notion that their lives were subject to the whims of an intangible force. In those instances, I felt compelled to share my perspective, to offer an alternative narrative rooted in self-determination and personal agency. I encouraged them to shed the cloak of superstition and take hold of their own destinies, to realize the immense power that resided within them. It was not luck that determined their outcomes, but rather their ability to confront life’s problems with resilience, intelligence, and determination.

Through the trials and triumphs, I emerged a different person—stronger, wiser, and liberated from the illusions of luck. I stood tall, no longer beholden to external forces but firmly rooted in my own abilities. Life’s challenges no longer loomed as insurmountable obstacles but as opportunities for growth, ripe with the potential for self-discovery. And so, I continue to navigate the intricacies of existence, fully aware that life is not easy. Problems will arise, and tragedies may strike, but I am unyielding in my resolve to confront them with wit and determination. Luck may dance around the periphery, but it holds no dominion over my journey. I am the captain of my ship, the author of my story, and I will shape my own destiny with every step I take.

“Luck always seems like it belongs to someone else.”
― David Levien

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