A Hazy Sight to the Top
30th of September 2016
A lot of people are blessed with having a cheerleader. I'm not. My cheerleader died a couple years ago. My number one cheerleader was my mother. She is the only one that didn't question my goals. She only asked how I was going to get there. Everyone else gave me obstacles, and worse yet, I let them. Everyone has that moment when they think to themselves "I should have listened to my mother." I've never forgotten the voice of my mother. I don't think anyone ever does. I can still hear her talking to me. When I feel like I have an obstacle, I always ask what my mother would say.
It's even harder to know what she would say, but I know she wanted me to be happy. She always put me ahead of her, and while I appreciated it, I didn't like it. I thought she deserved to be happy. Every time an obstacle came in my way of what I wanted, she always told me to keep going. So I did. Sometimes, I wouldn't know how, so she would tell me to find a way. I would get mad because I have always done things the hard way. I would just like things to be easy for once. Wouldn't we all? However, it's no secret that easy ways rarely happen if ever. Doing things the hard way is what brings out our character. It shows how determined we are to get through the obstacles, and it shows our integrity depending on what we did to get through that obstacle. It shows our heart on how we show our celebration for making it through the obstacle.
I gave up on the easy way a long time ago. I eventually started thinking that the hard way is sometimes the easiest way. I definitely feel like there's more appreciation for the prize at the top no matter how clouded the road is on the way to it.
