The first quarter of life is for understanding the game we’re in.
The second, for playing it—and trying to win.
The third, for protecting what we’ve earned.
The fourth, for handing it over and saying goodbye.
Our problems are real, and they hurt.
Our joys are worth celebrating, even if they don’t last.
We each have our own battles to fight, knowing that victories are rarely permanent.
Even love—when it blooms in someone else’s heart—will fade in time, especially when we drift apart.
But stepping back from the noise and the hustle gives me a new perspective.
It lifts me above the endless to-do lists and helps me see the bigger picture.
It reminds me: this isn’t just life—
This is the game I am in.
