“Life is short, don’t waste time
worrying about what people think of you. Hold on to the ones that care, in the
end they will be the only ones there.”

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Life is short. We all know the saying. But how short? Neither I nor anyone know the answer. We all wonder how long or how short life would and could be. But you see, the length of our lives is never determined by how many years we have gone through or how many years we still have left ahead of us. No, it’s not the years, it’s not the months, not the weeks, not even the minutes nor the seconds.
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Life is never measured by the number the breaths we take. It is the moments that take our breath away that matter. The moments which you smile at, cry for, laugh at, and die for. Those are the things that measure the meaning of life. How one is said to have led a successful life and how one is said to have fulfilled his life are determined by how many things he have done well in his life. A person is said to have succeeded in life when he has lived well and when he has made others’ well because he lived. You don’t need to wish that you will be everything for everyone, but it counts to be something for at least someone. You will learn that people actually forget what you said, what you did but they don’t forget how you make them feel. So the things that you did, you do, or you will do, will each draw a sole picture in others’ lives that they would never be the same again. Live life so completely that when death comes to you like a thief in the night,
there will be nothing left for him to steal. Live a fulfilled life.
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Sorrow comes. Every minute of our lives. Which minute, we may never be able to guess. It comes so suddenly and we are never be prepared. Even when you knew it was going to come, you’d never be prepared enough. When the strong waves hit you, you’d realize that you would never ever be prepared for sorrow. Sorrow, a wicked thing it is. Sly and sneaky. But everyone knows sorrow. You should never feel you’re alone just because you are engulfed in sorrow. Because you’re not. If you are alone, then other people are also alone, and actually, we are together in that too. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled
about the future, for it has not yet come. Do not be sad forever but live in the present, and make it so
beautiful it will be worth remembering.
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Failing is unavoidable. You can’t run from it, you can’t hide from it. You can learn from it, or you can dwell in it. You can be miserable, or you can succeed. Failing is, like I said, unavoidable. And sucks. Failing sucks. Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you
are wrong. But you just have to deal with it, not dwell in it. Try to look at it not from the rear-view mirror, but instead from the windshield. Don’t look what it has caused to your life, but look what good it can do for your life. You know, one of the reasons mature people stop learning is that they become less and less
willing to risk failure. And believe me, you don’t want to be one of them.
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So, life is short. There is no forever. There is no sitting around and waiting for some miracles to happen. There is no prince charming to come rescue you. There is no beautiful princess for you to rescue. You just have to live your life to the fullest, that is to make other people as your goal. To fulfill their needs, to do something good for each person you meet every day of life, to make even the slightest change in every life you touch, to forgive every mistakes, to love selflessly and to sacrifice willingly. To hug harder, laugh louder, smile bigger, and love longer.
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Life is the art of drawing without an eraser. You don’t need worry about life, you’re not going to survive it anyway. Just… be yourself, cos everybody else is already taken. =)
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Love,
Me

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Inspired by special track: Butterfly Boucher, Life Is Short.