Finding Me

by Viola Davis

“May you live long enough to know why you were born.” —CHEROKEE BIRTH BLESSING

I’m not who I was ten years ago or ten minutes ago. I’m all of that and then some. And whereas I can’t live inside yesterday’s pain, I can’t live without it.”

“It’s futile to ask why. Instead ask yourself, ‘What did I learn from this?’”

I love authentic, ballsy women who are unapologetic about who they are.

But what did I say about life? It never stops. We always hope that it lands in our favor. At least, that’s how stories play out onscreen. There is living life for pleasure, great moments, and living life waiting for doom and gloom. Life exists somewhere in the middle.

All I’ve got is me. And that is enough.

those moments of feeling alive are part of a continuum. You find that moment. You bask in it. Then as soon as it passes, life becomes about chasing the next moment. I now understand that life, and living it, is more about being present. I’m now aware that the not-so-happy memories lie in wait; but the hope and the joy also lie in wait.