Death, a topic many people avoid, including me. We are wired to know, we are all going to die one day – yes of course, but when death is real, when it is someone you know, a relative or friend then that’s a different scenario.
A few months ago I went to a funeral for one of my closest friend’s father, and I must say, I only lasted 30 minutes in there. I have been to funerals before, but this one really got to me. The thought of a soulless body, a body that used to speak and joke with me, the pain and hurt of my friend, and over all, the fact that we are going to die. Not really knowing when or how but we will…
Death has a way of showing you, where your life is at, what is supposed to be important, how are you truly living and why, but most important where are you going to spend eternity. This life is truly temporary, one day I might be surrounded by grandchildren or not, I might have a successful photography business or not, I might be able to write a book or not, I might have a huge party celebrating my 50th birthday or not, I would have travel a lot or not, have kids and see them grow up or not..who knows? Bottom line is the everyday that counts; it is really today that counts.
Enjoy the things you still can control. Always say yes when asked to see your friends, drink your coffee in the mornings, recognize that positive changes rarely happen overnight, accept the mess-ups but try not to let them happen again. There is a song to remedy every situation on the planet, appreciate the people in your life, look for the good, try new things, laugh often, try to be kind, cry when you need to cry and let it all out, accept who you are and take breathers from time to time.
I love and relate to this writing from Rachel C. Lewis, enjoy :)
XOXO – San
“I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.
Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether it’s your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.
But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.
And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.
We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.
We never know when the bus is coming.”
-Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them