In the last few years of my life, I've struggled with being reactionary. Some tell me I react too much, and some tell me I do not react at all. Sometimes it's about how I react within myself, and other times it's about how I react to others. Sometimes it's not even about me at all. I'm a very observational person. And in the last few months alone, I've come to uncover my flaws in reacting through watching what other people go through and how other people react. 

“Everything happens for a reason.” I never believed in that cliche, especially in my deepest darkest moments. But the older I got and the more experiences I endured, the more I started to see the substance it holds. As difficult as it was for me to remember that everything happened for a reason in the middle of a hardship that felt never ending; that felt like I was going to drown in and never come out of - it always passed and the calm after the storm continued to remind me that He truly is the best of all planners.