I often describe the pandemic as the hardest stage of my life, filled with lows and pains. Yet, in hindsight, it was also a time when I felt closest to God, largely due to the uncertainties that came with it.
For the first time in years, I experienced a slower pace of life.
I remember my son picking up a caterpillar and placing it in a jar. Weeks later, it transformed into a butterfly, and I was overjoyed to see it! We had a small lemon tree where butterflies often visited. We placed the new butterfly on one of the leaves and watched as it interacted with the others.
During the lockdown, I also took many photos of the moon. I've always been captivated by the moon's beauty, but seeing it in a quiet, still neighborhood felt different.
One night, as I lay in bed, I wished to see a falling star—and a few minutes later, I saw one! If simply wishing to see it was already a wish come true, then I felt incredibly lucky that night.
I'll never forget the day I saw the largest and brightest rainbow of the year. I watched it until the wind slowly faded its colors away.
These small moments brought me joy when I thought I couldn't go on. Now, whenever I feel down or disappointed, I remind myself of the times when I managed to pull through.
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