THE IRONY OF LIFE

“Trees are beautiful when they die”.

Most of things are appreciated when they’re gone. Just take this situation for example. When a person dies, you’ll hear all his loved ones talk about his good deeds, good personalities that they haven’t even told him when he was still alive. “Oh poor child, why did this happen to a kind person like him?. I really admire this guy, he's one of a kind." You’ll hear lines like that. But that person will never have the chance to hear all of those because he’s already dead. If you read the book Tuesdays with Morrie, Morrie Schwartz, did not allow things to end that way. Instead, he let his friends, relatives and all those persons close to his heart to say all the things they would like to say about him while he was still alive. So that when he dies, he will never regret anything, because he heard all the things that he wanted to hear. Nothing remained unsaid.

REGRET NEVER COMES FIRST

I wonder why a person, in his childhood days, wants to grow up faster. And when he does, he wishes he could go back to being child again. How to overcome this? Just learn to live one day at a time. There’s no need to rush things. Enjoy your life, your childhood or whatever stage you are in. Make the most out of it. Do things while you still have the chance and energy to make it possible. So that in the future, you’ll never end up regretting that you were not able to enjoy your life. That when you try to reminisce, you’ll not end up thinking only of the times when you’ve gone lazy and tired or your life, but also you’ll think of happy moments and fruitful things you’ve done.

TOO LATE…

Too late-these two words are applicable to many situations. When you lost someone, or something, you can’t help but say these words. What if you are in this situation?

What if you fell in love with someone close to you? But just because you’re afraid that you might ruin your friendship you choose to conceal your feelings, not knowing that she feels the same way too. Neither one of you is brave enough to confess. Days, Months, and Years passed…She died of an accident and what she left you was her personal diary. And when you opened the first page, the first entry dated on the day that you first met each other. On the succeeding pages, you knew more of how she feels about you. On her last entry she said: “today, I’m going to tell him how much I love him.” That was the same day that she died. How would you feel? You’ll probably be asking “what if?” questions to yourself. What if I told her about my feelings? How would things turn out for both of us?But all you can do is ask. And you’ll never get the answers just because it’s too late.

I read about this story during my high school days and I was really touched. I just thought it’s worth sharing…There are many ironies in life and what I’ve shared is the one that I think is the most common that is regretting everything when it's too late.