After reading about Ledger being found dead in his home, I’ve been thinking a little more than I usually would about life and stuff. He was only 28, the same age as me; he had so much potential, so much life yet to live. All this thinking and I still can’t quite figure out what life is all about.
When you turn on the news, it is so full of suicides, murders, rapes, stabbings, shootings, war, famine; one disaster after the next. Click onto the BBC website, or Reuters, and all you’ll see is bad news. But it’s not just in the papers, my godmother was diagnosed with breast cancer and had to have an operation yesterday, one of ET’s friends’ mum was diagnosed with breast cancer last year and the prognosis really isn’t good (it’s already spread to the bones).
I know many people who have lost loved ones recently and it’s made me stop and consider my own life.
I don’t know. Perhaps I read too many newspaper articles but sometimes I can’t help but wonder if we’re like leaves caught in the wind of time, helpless in its grasp, taken to destinations unknown to us.
I’ve come to only one conclusion so far: that life is very precious and we should make the most of it now. Not tomorrow, because tomorrow might not come. I don’t care if that’s morbid, it could be true. I’m not going to hesitate with following my dreams anymore. I’m going to chase them and use the wind like a sail boat does to get there.
Thursday, 24 January 2008
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You've stated my entire goal in life. Never waste a minute.
Hello Rebecca,
I'm a bit late commenting on this, but I could not agree more with your sentiments.
All the ol dcliches come out here, but life is very precious and far too short. As someone (me) who possibly looking at a so called limited 'life span' then I am aware that you must treasure every moment. However, sometimes there is a weird pressure to over appreciate everything and then you feel guilty for not making the most of it. Or something.
Sxcuse the ramble.
:0)
Hello Jayne. I'm sorry it's taken so long to reply to your comment.
I can't imagine what it would be like to be told I have a limited lifespan. I know I've had my brushes with reality (nothing made me more aware than when I was sat in a breastcancer clinic a year ago)but they were just mere gentle reminders that mortality really does exist. I can imagine that that that puts so much extra pressure on treasuring every moment while it lasts.
I think that as long as you're good to those who love you, and you are happy in what you do do, then that's all that really matters.
RT x
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