Life feels like an infinite game,
no clear finish line,
no final score.
Some days I win,
some days I lose,
but the game keeps going,
whether I’m ready or not.
It’s tiring sometimes,
trying to keep up,
trying to figure out the rules
that keep changing.
But I’m learning it’s not about winning,
it’s about showing up,
playing with heart,
and growing through every round.
There’s no perfect strategy,
just moments of courage,
failure, hope, and trying again.
And maybe that’s enough,
to keep playing,
to keep learning,
to keep living,
no matter what.
Blessed.