first entry in 8 thousand years.
so after randomly deciding to log in here at one in the morning and reading rachelle's entry made me realize how nice it is to get thoughts like this out sometimes.
its so funny how short life really is. and its a hard lesson to learn. but since i've been here it becomes more and more apparent how important it is to live each and every day as if you didn't have tomorrow. if you have something to say to someone, say it. you might not have the chance to later. you're mad at your parents? so what. you tell them you love them, every day, they won't always be there to say that to. you want to half ass a sports game you're playing in? great, tomorrow you might get in a car accident and never be able to walk again, let alone be able to play a sport. every day is a new day to live, so doing that, living, really living, is so imperative. i feel like we get so caught up in pettiness and our little problems that we don't realize how many people would kill to have problems like that as opposed to the ones in which they have. and once you realize how lucky you are just for your health, it really puts everything in perspective.
i have a friend who has cancer and was told he has six months to live. six months. if someone told you that you had six months to live what would you do? would you go and do everything you ever wanted to do before you died? or would you live your life as you would if you hadn't been told that? tuesday was that six months for him. he didn't die. and while i'm obviously incredibly thankful for that, as i'm sure he is... i could never imagine waking up each morning with the knowledge of it being about 20 times more likely than the average person, that it could be the last time you ever wake up to a new day. that every day possibly, and is likely to be your last.
and that combined with the amount of people this past week that have lost everything are what brings up me thinking so much about this. i've heard more stories about people dying this past week, or learning something that could change their life, like that you only have six months to live and it really makes me realize how much in my life i want to do and how i shouldn't waste a day not doing at least one thing i want to do, or saying at least one thing to someone that i wanted to say... and i know that its so common for people to say to live every day like its your last but you don't realize how imperative it is until times like this. when you look around and see people just like you, people who are your age that are dying and having time limits put on the time that they have left. it shocks you into REALLY learning that lesson. and i think this year if i had to pick one thing i am thankful for its that i'm thankful for my health, life, and the fact that i wake up each morning thinking its one more day to live, rather than waking up to one less day, to a clock that's more or less ticking down rather than ticking forward.
"and i've done all i can, to stand on the steps with my heart in my hands.."
its so funny how short life really is. and its a hard lesson to learn. but since i've been here it becomes more and more apparent how important it is to live each and every day as if you didn't have tomorrow. if you have something to say to someone, say it. you might not have the chance to later. you're mad at your parents? so what. you tell them you love them, every day, they won't always be there to say that to. you want to half ass a sports game you're playing in? great, tomorrow you might get in a car accident and never be able to walk again, let alone be able to play a sport. every day is a new day to live, so doing that, living, really living, is so imperative. i feel like we get so caught up in pettiness and our little problems that we don't realize how many people would kill to have problems like that as opposed to the ones in which they have. and once you realize how lucky you are just for your health, it really puts everything in perspective.
i have a friend who has cancer and was told he has six months to live. six months. if someone told you that you had six months to live what would you do? would you go and do everything you ever wanted to do before you died? or would you live your life as you would if you hadn't been told that? tuesday was that six months for him. he didn't die. and while i'm obviously incredibly thankful for that, as i'm sure he is... i could never imagine waking up each morning with the knowledge of it being about 20 times more likely than the average person, that it could be the last time you ever wake up to a new day. that every day possibly, and is likely to be your last.
and that combined with the amount of people this past week that have lost everything are what brings up me thinking so much about this. i've heard more stories about people dying this past week, or learning something that could change their life, like that you only have six months to live and it really makes me realize how much in my life i want to do and how i shouldn't waste a day not doing at least one thing i want to do, or saying at least one thing to someone that i wanted to say... and i know that its so common for people to say to live every day like its your last but you don't realize how imperative it is until times like this. when you look around and see people just like you, people who are your age that are dying and having time limits put on the time that they have left. it shocks you into REALLY learning that lesson. and i think this year if i had to pick one thing i am thankful for its that i'm thankful for my health, life, and the fact that i wake up each morning thinking its one more day to live, rather than waking up to one less day, to a clock that's more or less ticking down rather than ticking forward.
"and i've done all i can, to stand on the steps with my heart in my hands.."