Thursday, May 20, 2010
A solemn reminder to self ...
We know the sayings 'It's no point crying over spilt milk' or 'It's already water under the bridge' ... and yet, we're prone to repeat the same mistakes we make. One common screw-up that most of us commit over and over again is that we take the people and things around us for granted. Are you one of 'em? This blogger is guilty as charged ... on multiple accounts.
With people, the ones suffering most are usually the ones closest to us ... the ones we supposedly hold dearest to our hearts. Isn't it true that we tend to rant our anger at our spouse, we take out the frustration on the kids and yet put on a smiling face in the presence of friends or guests. We channel these negative feelings and actions while always assuring ourselves that we can make it up to those we affect at a later time ... tomorrow perhaps.
Do you tell your parents you love them? Or are you one of those that readily spit out 'I love you', 'I miss you' or 'I'm sorry' so readily that it doesn't mean anything anymore. Words are indeed cheap if there is no truth or substance behind it.
We often take life itself for granted. We indulge in self pity. Oh woe is me!!! We so conveniently blame anyone and everyone for our despairs ... never thankful for the blessings we receive. We are blinded by pride and selfishness. We hide behind the proverb 'To err is human'. Yes, life is undeniably short by usual standards but are we doing enough to truly appreciate it for what it is or what it is offering? I've failed in this aspect on so many levels :(
Now the question is ... what if tomorrow never comes? What if it's too late to make amends? A second chance is a privilege and not an obligatory right.
To live a life of regret amounts to an inextinguishable pain. A pain no treatment could heal. The tears may eventually dry up but does the heart stop bleeding?
Everyone's life is a story. Every story ends with a period. The question is ... do you know which is your epilogue?
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