With each loss of those close to me I am reminded of my own mortality. Lost is the fantasy that my time on this Earth is not infinite but only a blink of an eye. That I am no longer the young superhero I believed myself to be. It underscores the fact that every second of every minute of every day that I am able to lay my eyes upon friends and loved ones is truly a blessing. That spending time looking at the glass as half empty instead of half full, grumbling about what I don’t have and getting myself caught up in the chase for material wealth has skewed my view of what is truly important. And what is important? That my happiness does not exist out there but rather inside of myself in my own spiritual wealth, health, family and friends. It is with this realization that I have come to understand that each day should be seized and enjoyed. That I should live my life doing that which makes me happiest, that which I aspire to be. That each day I should strive to bring a smile to the face of those I love because each day is precious tomorrow is not guaranteed.
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