More than 35 years ago (a long time ago), I was given the opportunity to participate in a very interesting competition. There was only one place to reach, and only someone who did better could take it. I remember that I had as many competitors as I have seen, many of them better trained, faster, more astute, more malicious and several even with better skills than me.
The fight was not short, the competition arduous, I had to make a long journey for my condition, my innocence could not be more naive before the professional and personal jealousies that the others had. I remember having to break the barrier of fatigue and pain, draw strength from where there were no others while others had to retire or sit a moment to take a break. Others took wrong routes, lost their sense of smell, instinct. Others I could not even hear, were crushed in the middle of the troop of the strongest.
Finally, summing up how difficult it was, I had a chance to win.
That is the story of my life.
If I had the chance to win the first race of my life, when I was barely 6 microns, I had a primitive instinct and a tail very similar to those of others. I must believe that I can be able to have many more successes now that I have the opportunity to decide, to think, to love, to consult, to trust.
Yes, it is the story of my life. and yours.
We are different, we believe in different rules, our customs and philosophical or religious beliefs differ diametrically. You love Windows, I hate it, I like to travel, some do not enjoy it, I love my children, some of you would not want to have them. We suffer different, I from the keyboard, you from the monitor, I write and you read, I learn basic subjects and you think it is childish.
But in something we are so equal, exactly the age of our days and nine months ago we were winners.
We should live as such.
It's the story of your life.