i find it so interesting, the things the heart is capable of.
for being so small, it can be so resilient.
then i stop and think, perhaps the heart only gives back what the owner puts in.
that would make sense logically, considering we are the true masters of our own souls.
i am nobody incredible, but i have been incredibly fascinated by my situation.
who would have thought?
sometimes we are just blessed with people in our life who are just always there.
whether you want them to be there or not.
they pop back in at the ideal time. or perhaps, they never really left.
then again, sometimes you are blessed with people who are introduced to you at a strange time.
strange, yet perfect.
and then sometimes, you are blessed with both.
and it is in those moments that one can be truly overjoyed.
even in times when most would assume you would be down.
isn't life a truly mysterious, yet wonderful thing?