Appreciating the little things in life
ok so I had to write a persuasive paper in Language Arts... guess what the topic is
The average life span of a human being is around seventy-five years. That is not a long time, though many people think that it is. Though, in Bible times, the average life span of a human was over one hundred years. Think of all the things that you could do in one hundred years. You could accomplish all the things that you ever wanted to accomplish. Sure, it is possible to accomplish everything you want to accomplish in seventy-five years, but how much more could you accomplish in one hundred years? People in today's society try to grow up extremely fast. We have no time to be kids. We are thrown into adulthood immediately when we are old enough to go to school. What happened to being a kid, having no cares in the world? Mankind does not appreciate the short time that we are given here on earth. When people who are close to us pass away suddenly, we do not think about how wonderful their life was; we immediately start to think of why they are gone and all that we wanted to say to that person or to do with that person. Why did we wait? Why do humans always wait to do what could be done right now? You never know when someone is going to leave this earth. You blink you eye once, and you are no longer five, you are thirty-five, with a full time job, a husband, and two kids. What happened to yesterday? Where has all the time gone?
I remember being a kid and having no worries. I did not have to worry about what college I was going to go to, or what I was going to do tomorrow. I lived in the moment. I watched every Disney(tm) movie that I owned, and I knew every song and every line. I wanted to grow up to become a princess just like Cinderella or Jasmine. I never worried about what others thought of me; the most hurtful phrase ever said to me was "well you are not invited to my birthday party!" My favorite past time was going outside and catching lightning bugs in a jar, and keeping them in my dark room as a nightlight. Today, that is not what kids look forward to. In today's society, most kids' favorite pastimes are playing video games. Rarely will you see a child outside running around or playing hopscotch. Why aren't they outside enjoying the gorgeous day? Why aren't they running around like we used to as children? And now, as I look back at those memories, I wish more and more to be a kid again; to have no worries of what tomorrow has in store for me. Where did all my time go?
Speaking of time has anyone close to you passed away suddenly, and you regret saying or not saying something to him or her? I have. November 8th, 2004 is a day I will never forget. I remember that my parents were in Puerto Rico and one of the youth interns at my church was staying with my sister and me. I knew that there was a chance that my parents would come home early, and I wanted them to so bad, but not for the reason they did. I had just come home from my volleyball banquet and my parents were home, so was my sister. She went to college four hours away and I knew that something had to be wrong, otherwise why would she come home in the middle of the week? I was right; there was something wrong. That night, my sister and I received the terrible news that our beloved grandmother had passed away. My life stopped. I don't think that I have heard any other news as horrible as that. I always thought that I would have enough time to say whatever I wanted to my grandma; I thought that she would always be here. I was wrong. As we went to Pittsburgh for the funeral, I dwelled on all the past memories of my grandmother. I remember how she always said, "watcha huntin'" whenever we walked into a room, especially the kitchen. I remember how whenever we would ask where an item of food was and she told us that it was in the fridge, we left it alone. You never knew how old something was in that fridge. It was a scary place to go. I remember how the TV was always on at 4:00am prompt. I remember the smell of toast as I walked downstairs Christmas morning. I remember getting an ornament every year for Christmas and on the back of the ornament was written my name and the year. I remember waking up and Grandma telling me to look out the window to see the ground covered with white, crisp snow. I remember her wiping away every single one of my tears when I got the wind knocked out of my a few days before Christmas. I remember standing on the back porch with her and watching the family of deer walk across the yard like they had all the time in the world. I remember having the best grandma in the world. But now, those are just memories.
So how much time do you think you have? Fifty more years? You never know, tomorrow could be your last day here. This hour, it could be your last. So what are you going to do with it? Keep going as if you have all the time in the world, or actually do something great with your life. Maybe all you will do is call your grandma like I should have done, to just say "I love you." Or maybe you are just going to go outside and catch that lightning bug, put it in a jar, and keep it in your dark room as a nightlight. Maybe you will just go on like nothing has ever happened. Don't. You may think that you have years and years and years to do what you want, but it's not true. Live life like there is no tomorrow. And remember to appreciate the little things.
so yeah.. i definitely cried when i gave that speech.. and guys. please live life like theres no tomorrow!