When I was the beach yesterday having a beautiful time, out of the blue a wave comes up and washes over everything we had setting on the sand, including my cell phone.
My phone is completely destroyed and I lost everything.
Every phone number, photo, everything I piece I had written on it.
No iCloud back up.
Nothing synced.
Everything in it is gone.
I saw it happen in slow motion and it has been replaying over and over in my mind ever since.
There were photos of my kids and I during my visits, friends that have come and gone, and times I want to remember.
Those photos are gone.
I definitely relied on my phone a lot.
I wish I could’ve acted quicker or done something different.
The fact is that I can’t go back and change what has happened no matter how much I would like to.
Like in all other life situations, I must push forward.
As I now work to rebuild my contact list and set up an entirely new phone, I can’t help but wonder what it is I can learn from this experience.
Everything is truly and always in perfect order.
What is the universe trying to tell me?
