Silver Linings

I had an unexpected passing in my family recently, one that hit me hard, one which I’m still processing. It’s not that I’ve never lost loved ones before, just that I’ve not been through anything of this magnitude.

In the weeks that followed, I put my life on pause to carve out space to heal. I embarked on ambitious photo shoots and experienced my city the way a tourist would. I visited an art gallery, libraries, explored an island I haven’t stepped foot on for over a decade. I said yes to invitations I would normally decline, chatted and laughed with strangers, dined in places I’ve only heard of but have never been to. I listened to audiobooks, read fiction and worked on creative projects.

Bit by bit, I eased back into my life. It wasn’t my old life anymore rather one that’s still familiar though a little changed. I reflected on the silver lining in my circumstances and am grateful for each one:

There are things that I now have a better perspective of.

I found a way forward by stepping out of my comfort zone.

I have the most supportive friends.

But most important of all is the reminder that even in the midst of grief, there is still much joy to embrace. A while ago, I would have been conflicted at the dichotomy but someone taught me that just because something bad happens, doesn’t mean we can’t seek out and celebrate the good at the same time. We don’t get to choose the hardships that befall us but we get to choose whether our glass is half full or half empty.

I hope you always choose happy.