They say “Life is what you make it.”
I haven’t always believed that saying because some people including me are just damn unlucky.
In the last few years my life has been so awful.
I really don’t know how I got through it and more often than not, I didn’t want to. I would have given anything to just go to sleep and never weak up. Life was way to much to handle.
And ok I admit I have the odd day that I still feel that way.
But something hit home the other day, life is what you make of it, it really is.
I’ve just got so use to being down on my luck and struggling with the hand I have been given that I just couldn’t see the clearer picture.
One large event (one that will turn into a small event later in life) made something click this week and my whole view changed.
At one of my visits to hospital this week, my constant looked across to me with a face like he was going to burst into tears.
I’m sure mine soon matched his as he told me the news that, he couldn’t do any more for me, that I have to learn to live with my illness be it weeks, months or years, I have to try to have a life as good as I can while trying to keep my actions as safe as I can. When asking how long I at best will have, my heart sank, the long for life hit me like a ton of bricks.
I’m sure he saw the panic in my eyes and he took my hand and told me the news I was dreading to hear.
At any time, my blood could clot and that will be that.
I guess I’m a ticking time bomb.
But we all are, are we not ?
Anything can happen to any of us at any time. When our times up its up, what’s the point of worrying about it.
Every day is a bonus, a huge one.
Each morning we should all be over joyed we are alive and breathing.
We should notice the simple things in life, and relish their beauty, like the way the light hits the walls in the morning sun, the butterflies dancing around the garden, the first snow drop as it lets us know, spring is on its way. The smell of coffee as it enlightens our senses, the frost of the leaves, that glisten as the world slowly wakes up, the feeling of soft crisp clean sheets, when the day looses it magic and the night sky comes alive. The twinkle of the stars be that a lost soul or a planet, they glow brightly so you are never alone or scared of the dark.
Life is truly a pleasure when you open your eyes, your mind and your heart.
Life is yours for the taking be in one minute or a week it’s yours.
Live, dream and follow your heart.