Dear Low Points Of My Life,
You have taught me that through great trauma can come growth. With each tear has come a little more knowledge and a little more strength. You were not easy. There were moments when my pain, whether emotional of physical, was all consuming. Overwhelming my senses with hurt and heartache. Each experience was different. Some instances I felt like I was drowning. Tumbling in a wave unable to distinguish which way was up, and just when I’d get a gasp of air I’d be sent tumbling right back down by another wave. Sometimes I felt paralyzed. Unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to think. There were times in my life when I felt like I was perpetually holding my breath. A tightness and weight to my chest that I could feel, not knowing that it existed until I felt my first real breath in who knows how long. But through all the pain and trauma, I have become resilient, an immovable force, determined to make my life my own. There are many things that had the potential to sink me for good, but through my faith and through my experience, I know there is a light at the end of the tunnel. No matter how dark, no matter how bleak it gets, there will always be light. Struggle is the catalyst of growth. There is need for struggle and hardship in order to be able to have a true appreciation for the good. The warmth of the sun is most appreciated after a cold and harsh winter. That is what you have done for me. You have provided me with the tools and the ability to appreciate the good when it comes. Though at times it seems fleeting, I have been taught to savor every second you have, because you never know how long you will have it. Not only have you taught me how to survive, you have also given me the tools to help those who have struggled in the way I have. You have inspired me to study psychology. I have a need to share my experiences and resilience with others. Being the ‘mom friends’ of several friend groups, I have already been able to help several experiences with the wisdom you have bestowed onto me through my trauma. I want to teach people that their low points can be used to propel them into a wonderful future. Ad astra per aspera, from hardship to the stars.
Three Little Birds 
This was said beautifully. Almost like poetically and I loved it. It was deep and I felt the feeling through your choice of words. My question to you is, how did you cope to get passed your lows? How did it result in resiliency? How did you evolve?
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Some of the ways I coped with my lows were creatively whether painting or writing, and other ways were spending time with family and friends. I think the resiliency came from the quantity of lows and my ability to make it through them every time. I think people are constantly evolving, whether it is through hardship or not. But I definitely think that hard ship fosters more growth, and my hardship has given me a great appreciation for life.
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