Of life and disapointments

Today looks like a perfect day to die. I always say that. Last time I updated my facebook status with such words, I was greeted with funny comments. "Don't joke with death","Such words are not good" and then there was another, "Just die".

That was funny. I wasn't fishing for any pity reactions, I just thought it was just a beautiful day...a day that both good and evil can co-exist in peace. Which mind you, it never really happens, one persons joy is always another persons misery.

Today is one of those days.

I just feel that the hollow void I feel today has someone feeling happy in the next room. Most times I think we tend to fear too much of things that we have no control over. Sickness, pain, loss, regrets..they all do happen anyways.

And when they do, others may seem to have it good..

I sure don't give a crap about things I cant control..mostly death. We lose people we really love..we ask questions, we blame God..then we forget the little wonders of life he gives us...breath of life, health,..do we really need these? Are we destined to be healthy all days? We love, we marry, we choose our own paths. Do we involve God ever? Maybe sometimes...and we soon forget. We forget the little miracles we have daily.

So I tend to do what I think is best at the right time. Growing up, have come to realize that not all things that are right are usually best

. You make mistakes as you advance in age...you learn, you grow. Do we settle for less coz its the right thing to do? Do we just accept paths that are made for us coz its what society dictates? I don't think so. My daughter, an angel in disguise, has taught me that life, is all about the little nitty grit-ties...the little joys we feel.The little laughs she gives, the special moments she said "Mummy", the laughter of birds, the hug from a caring friend, the kiss from a loving mum,the bloom of a new life...we cant control life, we just learn how to take disappointments and move on.

As one Jerry friend always tells me, "you live, you learn and let live"

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