It happened amidst the chaos, the email that piqued my curiosity. I read it. A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. It was a dangerous link with the past. I closed it and decided to sleep on it.
The next morning, I looked up at he Paperbark trees glowing in the golden light of the morning sun. Picking up the phone, I reopened the email; the job offer beckoned. A warm glow spread through my body, maybe I should go back.
Last time,I shared with you the impact of becoming an adult orphan hoping that any one reading my post would gain a deeper understanding of this situation. It drove me to write Schicksal. I feel that everything in our lives comes to us for a reason, like the seasons experiences wash in and out.
Each of us has a life and a purpose in that life. Most people are drawn to their purpose by an interest in a field. It might be sharing knowledge by teaching, upholding the law within the judicial system, caring for the sick via nursing etc. Most of the time the process is unconscious, we just go there.
That age old rhetorical question refuses to go away. Why I am here?