Destiny

Today was an odd day. A lot of feelings involved in it.. I didn't feel well there; all around me were feelings of sadness, people crying, sobbing... And then, my grandma said: "It was Destiny". And I simply smiled. And I started asking myself about this word.. Destiny, destiny... I don't believe in Destiny.. I don't think that we have a destiny that it's been already written. I believe that we create our own destiny while we live. With the different choices we make, people we meet, places, experiences we have.

We have to remember that the path doesn't end with death.. I believe in another place. We go there when it is our time, or when time decides to take us.. We create our own destiny but none of us is safe from death, death is certain.

I like to imagine them, all the people that I love and went there, like angels, angels taking care of us, waiting for us. Every time I look at the sky, I try to picture them in my mind, smiling...

There would be better days, I know...