All you've done in your life, every experience, every thought, every movement, has led you to this, has led you to now. Everything that happens is for a reason. Every success, every defeat, everything. Nothing's an accident.
Somebody should tell us right at the start of our lives that we're dying. Then we might live life to the limit, every minute of every day. Do it, I say. Whatever you want to do, do it now. There are only so many tomorrows.
Fall in love or fall in hate. Get inspired of be depressed. Ace a test or flunk a test. Make babies or make art. Speak the truth or lie and cheat. Dance on tables or sit in the corner. Life is divine chaos. Embrace it. Forgive yourself. Breathe and enjoy the ride.
"The truth is, there is no line. There's only your life, how you mess it up, and who is there to save you. Or who isn't."
--Mitch Albom, 'For One More Day'
"I have tried to live my life so that my family would love me and my friends would respect me. The others, they can do whatever the hell they please."
When you see such photos, you can't help but wonder at just how sweet and sad and innocent all moments of life are rendered by the tripping of a camera's shutter, for at that point the future is still unknown and has yet to hurt us, and also for that brief moment, our poses are accepted as honest.
Only one person in a thousand knows the trick of really living in the present. Most of us spend 59 minutes an hour living in the past, with regret for lost joys or shame for things badly done, both utterly useless and weakening, or in a future which we either long for, or dread. There is only one minute in which you're alive, this minute, here and now. The only way to live is by accepting each minute as an unrepeatable minute, which is exactly what it is.
Sometimes when you're young, you think nothing can hurt you. It's like being invincible. Your whole life is ahead of you, and you have big plans. Big plans. To find your perfect match. The one that completes you. But as you get older, you realize it's not always that easy. It's not until the end of your life that you realize how the plans you made were simply plans. At the end, when you're looking back instead of forward, you want to believe that you made the most of what life gave you. You want to believe that you're leaving something good behind. You want it all to have mattered.