Not too long ago, I experienced a time where I would call my mom several days in a row, crying. I would repeat over and over again this phrase: “It’s not fair”.

Finally, one day, she told me this:

“What do you mean? What is fair? Life is not fair.”

As I sniffled away, I gulped; swallowing a big load of truth.

You see, I’m a firm believer in karma. You do something good, and good will to come you. You do something bad, and karma is well on its way to bite you in the a**. This is my ideal way of living life. Long story short, I did not receive the good that I gave to someone whom I truly loved. But it did set up my understanding of the word fair, and how its played out in life.

I learned the lesson that this idea of “fair” isn’t realistic. Shit happens. You can’t drown yourself in expectation of everything being fair because you’ll be swimming in your own tears of dissapointment. Just because you love someone, doesn’t always mean they’ll love you back. Just because you’re honest with someone, doesn’t always mean they’ll reciprocate that honesty. It is ingrained in our minds the concept “you get what you give”. But with my personal experience, that I think many can agree on, that is not how it works out. Nothing is fair. The sooner you begin to realize that and truly comprehend it, the sooner you will start to understand things for what they really are.

This re-shaped on how I lived my life. You see, I’m big on having everything planned out. I set goals, I have an agenda I write my tasks down in every day, I have a daily routine, etc. But most of the time ‘life’ tends to mess up that plan, and you’re tested on how well you can deal with it.

I’m trying to to live my life on a day-to-day basis. Soaking in every moment. Learning something new every day. Appreciating the people I have close to me. Being kind to anyone I encounter. And being thankful to live this lucky, unfair life.