Like Leftover Food, You’re Not Finished Yet. There’s Still Magic Left in You

As I opened my fridge yesterday, there were some left-over boiled black chickpeas there. The idea struck me to make some new dishes from them.
Since it is my time for being creative, the dish got mixed with sweet corn and made in the style of beef vindaloo. It turned out to be really yummy.

My husband is the one who judges the dishes, as usual. : ) And he liked the taste as well as the creativity in it very much.

Observing the food, I found myself thinking that even from our leftover dishes, we could create wonders. All of a sudden, I remembered all those occasions when we had been left in someone else’s life but still managed to make something out of it.

But at times, opportunities miss their dates. At times, relationships fall apart, at times dreams get postponed, and sometimes our plans do not work out.

We can even feel for some time as if we are leftovers ourselves.

This is pretty much the same as having that little container of black chickpeas in my refrigerator. This does not indicate that all hope is lost.
Through some ingenuity, courage, and an opportunity to begin fresh, magic can happen. After all, food that remains after the meal does not automatically become waste; it simply needs a new beginning.

I felt like a leftover when I lost my job

All I was left with was my frustration from being fired; I was quite lost at the time. But once you give it a few days to settle, you realize it’s not the end. You can start over.

Life is about making a fresh start and moving forward without giving up.
I later went on to create my three websites, develop myself and set new standards.

An event I thought would be the end of me was the beginning.

I felt like a leftover when my marriage failed

I was terrified that I might become a burden to my family. I feared their criticism. I was tired of everybody pointing at me because I had failed to live up to their expectations of marriage.
I was a leftover. But I overcame it.

Like a phoenix, that leftover rose again, found something more beautiful, and settled down in life.

Looking back now, what felt like an ending was not really the end. It was simply life giving me another chance to begin again.

I felt like a leftover of some after my precious long-ago friendships

That situation which looked hopeless gradually came around. In the end, I managed to restore those bonds, and now, I’m very glad that I am able to maintain them.

It doesn’t matter how many years have passed since then and regardless of where we’ve ended up, there will always be some friendships which can’t be left behind.

Those friendships were always there, like leftovers from food. They simply needed a second chance.

I felt like a leftover to skills I previously had

I felt like a leftover to skills I previously had, other than SEO and Digital Marketing.

I was always worried about losing touch with my wide set of skills in website development, WordPress, and the like, since I had lately become more involved in public relations.

However, recently, I was able to brush up on all those skills while developing my websites.

Not only was it a learning experience, but also a lesson learned that whatever skills you have mastered will always be an asset at some point in life.

For me, the forgotten skills were just like leftovers on the shelf. They were never actually gone. They just needed a second chance.

Giving those leftover skills a little polishing, a little practice, and they came alive again.

I felt like a leftover when everyone else seemed ahead

As if I were someone who always felt left out when other people were achieving wonderful things in their lives.
It used to be that I would compare myself with anybody superior to me at any point in my life. However, it has been very rare when I stopped to think about those people who lagged behind me and were in awe of me.

Today, bounced back, I can see how different the challenges in my life are and how my journey had to take a different course.

I am happy about where I stand in life right now.

What was required was only confidence and a boost for this leftover within me.

Conclusion

A leftover need not be the end; sometimes it is where the magic truly begins.