Like everyone else I have suffered the loss of loved ones. As sad and morbid as it is to think about, one day we will ALL pass from this life. Some fear it with every fiber of their being. The idea of death is terrifying, even to those of great faith who do not see death as the end. But for many of us, me most especially, the true fear is not death at all.
There are times, usually late at night, when all is dark and quiet, when the fear creeps into me. But I have found, buried beneath the fear of dying, is my real fear. I am more afraid that I will die having never truly lived.
Living is not always easy. For too many of us it rarely is. We have worries, stresses and hurts. We have guilt and sadness. We mourn missed opportunities and have regrets. We all carry some sort of burden. These things get in the way of living. They slow us down and sometimes keep us from ever moving forward.
When these doubts and fears creep in I am now reminding myself: Life is short. And although it is very hard, it is also wonderful and beautiful. It is a process and it is worth it. I have made my mistakes and I have suffered hurts. But I am know more and more, everyday, that I am in more control of how my life goes than I have given myself credit for in the past.
Life is meant to be lived. It is meant for love. You want to know the meaning of life? Well, You will never get to the answer. Stop trying to figure it out. Listen to a child’s laughter and be filled with joy. Feel the touch someone’s hand and know you are loved. Put your arms around someone and love them. Laugh! Smile and know that life is the greatest gift we have been given.
Most of all: Live! You’ve only got one life.