ReasonA Story by Kathryn SmithI'd kill to get away I'd die to make my own way and I'd lose to celebrate I'd win to see the good days I'll never stop the fighting so bring to me your worst I'll never stop believing that I could rule the world one day Here we are! February. Another long month, but not nearly as long as January. The nice thing about this month is you can start to feel the sun get warmer! I stumbled across an interview from Sufjan Stevens and it got me thinking. Because we both have been in a similar situation, I hold Sufjan close to my heart for many reasons. He seems to always have endless words of wisdom and I could listen to his music and stories for hours. The interviewer asked Mr. Stevens if he believed that everything happens for a reason. There was a very long pause. After a while he said no. He said that he thinks things do not happen for a reason, but there is always meaning behind them. He had a good point and he opened my mind. I have always believed everything happens for a reason, but his words made me sit back and really ponder. During this month each year my mother gets a look in her eyes. She goes on to say that she can't believe it's been so many years. Not long before I was born, my brother arrived. My brother Joshua was still born. Going back to Sufjan's theory, I don't think there is any reason why my brother didn't get to live. Sometimes there are things in life we just can't have an explamation for, no matter how much we want it. It is left for our minds to make up an answer, or to believe what we want to believe. Sometimes I wonder if I would be here if Joshua had lived. I like to think my brother is looking out for me. Watching over me. I like to think he is by my side playing the big brother role and protecting me. Perhaps it's because I am getting older, but a thought occurred to me the other day that lifted so much weight off my shoulders. I've always had a fear of being alone for all my life. Never getting married, never having a child. Dying alone. For a while, seeing all my peers getting engaged and having children only magnified it. Yet slowly it's not bothering me much anymore. I realized that we all die alone. It's the cold hard truth. We all die alone. All by ourselves. No one else has our beating heart. If I never find love, it doesn't mean there aren't people out there who once loved me to pieces. I'll always carry memories of past lovers, and I will hold stories for the rest of my life. I have miles to go and a whole life ahead of me, so why be afraid? The really good things take time. There's no point in worrying because if you worry, you might miss all the great things right in front of you. There's something wonderful on the horizon anyway. I have ambition and lots of it. After everything that I have been through, I deserve to be happy. Everyone deserves to be happy. If I have to fight to get it, I will. Whoever knocks on my window Whoevers ruining my hope I wouldn't laugh at achievement Like what I dream is a joke Sufjan's interview: http://www.radionz.co.nz/national/programmes/saturday/audio/201786543/sufjan-stevens-illness,-death-and-faith
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