Visiting my dying uncle who’s frail and weak. I find myself turning humble and meek.
How can I continue to take life for granted? I must stop myself from being so blinded.
Between intention and action there is a great abyss. I think of all the love that we tend to miss.
I ponder on my family and close friends. Cannot escape the notion that it will all end.
Ignoring that we’re mortals has its price. We should appreciate more this wonderful life.
It is better to continue the act of giving, instead of crying for the ones who are leaving.
Hug your children. Laugh some more. Enjoy the horizon at the shore.
We are not eternal, at least on this earth. So deny yourself and have a rebirth.
The ones who are dying will leave us forever. The ones who stay need more than a prayer.
Let us live our purpose loud and clear. Caring for those who are still here.