It’s another usual Friday, I was commuting to work while the road packed with cars. I was a little bit grumpy about it. I mean who loves to line up for the long wait. But as always, I try to feel good about it and sing along to a few songs.
Suddenly, a small butterfly landed on my windshield over a hundred cars around me. A fragile wing trying to hold on to the glass. I wanted to take a photo of it, but playing the phone while driving is not a good distraction isn’t it?
So I decided to look at it deeply and it was just unexpected. I wondered why does it landed on my car when there are more cars on the road.
But somehow I have a thought, there are times in life, we were the chosen one. It’s not a coincidence nor luck. Over thousands, million and bazillion people in this world, we, ourselves is the only one over those numbers. Maybe we think about how wonderful other’s life compared to us, but think about it. You, your thoughts, your body, and most important is your soul, only you can own it. Even if you wished to give it to someone else, it can’t be done because everything is within you.
For you to live your life, you were chosen to breathe and experience them. Seeing the scenery change with colors, to feel another windy day, to taste a great meal or more great meal, to touch the texture of the sand, to hear the voice from love ones. Isn’t that wonderful?
A lot of times, we think about how to live the life of another person, and another person wants a life of yours. It’s like a cycle that will never end. Comparing and comparing. Though that’s not the case, every person is special. You, me, him, her or whoever that is.
The butterfly gave me inspiration that over many people in this world, you are special. Maybe you can’t feel it, but there are many small details in life that only you can do it. Because I believe every person that lives will have an impact on someone. So believe in yourself, trust with love that you are the chosen one.
I know my weaknesses. I don’t always feel complete and good enough. I strive for more than I should. Starting from the appearance, body, life or whatever thing you can dream of. I’m like everyone else. But growing up, slowly I’m thankful to God for choosing me to have life. To see these small things in life is actually phenomenal. And I’m really grateful for that.
So if you feel like there’s no sense of belonging, know that there will always be a place for you in this world. You shouldn’t feel bad about your life. Even I need to keep reminding myself of this.