Tuesday, January 1, 2013

We all live life like we're entitled to a long one. Truth is, we're not. 

Not one of us came into this world with a promise or indication of life being long, happy, successful or anything such. We exist.

Last evening I found out that a very close friends ex girlfriend died. She was 27. They weren't dating but I know she was a big part of his life. I met her once and we were facebook friends so to say. She seemed full of life and extremely outgoing judging by her frequent posts. She was 27. It was obviously, unexpected.

Instantly her facebook wall is full of people posting RIP's, messages of love, of despair - but mostly of regret - You'll never know how much you mean to me, I'm sorry I didn't make enough time for out dinners, I wish you knew xyz, and so on. We all know how fragile life is - YET we treat it with arrogance and disregard. We let ego, pride, carelessness govern our actions. Because apparently it's better sleeping with your ego than with someone you love?

So many of us are afraid to speak our minds, let go, do what we REALLY want to do, be who we really are. So many of us spend so long living under pretenses and masks and social etiquette that we don't know who we are, what we want, and what life really feels like to be free.

We make new year resolutions to lose weight, travel more and drink less. How about this year, we each vow to start the year with loving and living more? To tell people what they mean to us and to make sure we have no regrets. I know I'm going to.

Don't just wish for a happy year, make it happen.