Summary Of The Beginning Of Everything

In The Beginning of Everything, Robyn Schneider states, “If everything really does get better, the way everyone claims, then happiness should be graphable. But that’s crap, because better isn’t quantifiable.” The reason why better is not quantifiable, because not one person is best at one subject, sport, or provision, we forget how easily everything can go to hell just as easily as a second goes by. This is referred to as a tragedy. As defined by Webster, tragedy is an event causing great suffering, destruction, and/or distress, such as a serious accident, crime, or natural catastrophe. In the Beginning of Everything, the author links tragedy to destiny. Maybe what all of you have gone through was meant to be. That it was a part of your destiny
The person who picked you up from your sadness and grief, the person who had their arms wide open for you to embrace them. The man that taught you how to fish, put on your own clothes, and read. The woman that has fed you, bathed you, and kissed you goodnight. The friend that knew everything about you as much as you do them. Your cousin who was your first friend as a child while growing up. That person who would always be remembered. Who can only be remembered because their presence is no longer on this earth. Every night after their leaving cold and quiet. Silent whispers across the pillow while a tears filled with memories trail down your cheek. Days grow longer, while your chest compresses, a tightness in your chest while you go on through your day. We have all been there. Hiding our pain and sorrow with a mask once seen as beautiful is now distorted cause you cannot hide the aching pain of sadness. The life you once lived is gone, cause you changed. Yearning for everything to be the same again. In these times of sorrow many resort to hate, disgust, anger, or discontent, these are natural feelings, but we need to remember we have others as
Embrace it, it is hard, and the pain you feel will fade away, sadly like a memory, but please remember, you have other people. People who love you, people who care about you, people who would do anything, say anything to see your smile once again. To hear your laugh that was once filled with joy, to see the glisten in your eyes again. A person who has warm hugs, who will pick you up how ever many times you fall again, and dammit if you do not have one, I am here for you. There are people for you, because someone will know if you are not there anymore. Someone will notice, keep fighting. We all are fighting some sort of battle inside of ourselves. We only have each other in the end. We all have dreams and goals we want to achieve, and we should achieve them together. Make those bonds, make those dreams come true, laugh and smile, cry and grieve, through sickness and in hell we can get through this. Each and every one of you are important. Each and every one of you are beautiful. Even if what happened was meant to be, you still have many people you can go to. If you don’t want to talk to anyone, then write down a list of what you love, then erase it. Then write down a list of goals you want to achieve, write it however many times, the reason, things we love come and go, but our goals become dreams and a challenge to face tomorrow. As long as you have something to grasp onto in your life, keep holding on, keep