Your genetic predisposition to not growing past 5 feet 2 inches.
Your employer's genetic predisposition to being an asshole.
Animal sounds (cats meow, dogs bark. That's that).
The existence of pageant toddlers and past-their-prime mothers.
The colour of the sky.
There are some things in life that will always be beyond your control. There will be moments where you have to surrender: To change. To fate. To a higher power.
Over the years, I've learned that the challenge in life is not to find the strength in accepting what life has handed you but more so to surrender and find the faith that there's a reason to keep going, no matter what the outcome.
Today, I find myself in a state of surrender once again. I trust You.