The healthiest people are the ones who find meaning in chaos. The ones who can find the pony in a pile of shit every time. It doesn’t make the awful things that happen any less awful with bullshit like “Oh, that was God’s will, there was a lesson to be learned in that.” Because if God wanted me to learn something, there were far easier ways of making that happen, I’m pretty sure. But we can learn skills of resilience and strength through the terrible things that happen. They can make us better, stronger, more compassionate, more engaged human beings.
