I am always the person who needs to talk to someone when I get stressed out or overwhelmed. Now that I am in college, mental breakdowns are something of the norm. I have my best friend to talk to but it's just not the same as talking to my mother. Though we disagree on some things, she knows exactly one to say when I'm freaking out.
"What is meant to be, will be."
When I was younger, my grandmother would sing "Que Sera, Sera" to me, my sister, and my brother as we went to sleep. To this day we call it the "Grammy Song" and I live by it. Everything happens for a reason and I have to believe that everything will fall into place no matter how much it hurts sometimes. Whatever will be, will be.
When I was applying to college and applying for scholarships, I stressed over getting into my number one choice. My mom told me that I had gone above and beyond on what I could put together for a college resume and "what is meant to be, will be". When I received more money from my second choice and made the decision to attend, I can now say that it was for the better. I am able to apply for national and prestigious scholarships as a freshman. I wouldn't have been able to do that at my number one.
When I rushed this fall, I became overwhelmed with the experience. I always knew I wanted to join Greek life, but I didn't know that I would be making any decisions. I went and saw my mom after the second night and told her what I was thinking and she said that the sorority houses knew where I was supposed to be. I am the person where what you see is what you get, and when I was introduced to each house, they probably knew me better than I know myself. As I left my mom's house, she told me "what is meant to be, will be", and that couldn't be more true. I ran home to be the best house on the lawn and I have the best sisters a girl could ask for. They do nothing short of support me and help through everything that comes my way.
When I went through my first break-up, I didn't know how to take it. It was weird and awkward because it wasn't either of our decision. Of course, I talked to my mom. I was confused and lost. She told me that it was the time to find myself and enjoy the time I have in college before I go out into the real world. She always ended our conversations by telling me "what is meant to be, will be" and then everything would make sense. The phrase puts things in perspective for me. Right now I'm excelling in school and I can feel myself growing as a person. No matter how much it hurt, it has only gotten better.
The moral of the story is that even when you feel like you've hit rock bottom, you have to keep pushing forward. You have to climb back to the top, and when you get there, you are stronger and more experienced. You gain more respect for yourself. My grandmother and my mother raising me on the phrase, "what is meant to be, will be" helped me grow as a person and shaped who I am today. For that, I am thankful. I know it will be something I will always remember and something I will tell my children.
Thank you Grammy and mom for getting me through the hard times and making me see the bigger picture.
