Just to be

Sometimes we just forget to be grateful. To be grateful for our family, our friends, our health, oursurroundings, our earth. Even just plain gratitude for life, for just being alive or for just being.

If you realise that this is the final week of your life, what would you do? What would be the first thing that comes to your mind? People. Not your Monaco home nor your 911 Turbo nor that plasma but the PEOPLE whom you have shared your life with. You will miss being with your family, your friends, your loved ones. Why is that? Maybe because life is really just a bundle of experiences. Experience that you share with another being. Maybe because an object may not be able to make you feel the same way a person can. Maybe because the happiest moments in your life involves people. Maybe your best moment is the day when your dad finally says 'I'm proud of you', or when a friend says 'I enjoy being with you', or when a lover says 'I can't live without you'. Words of assurance is what one can't live without. A simple 'I'm glad you're here' from a friend just makes it all worthwhile isn't it?

Life is really just time if you think about it. When you spend time with a friend, you are both sharing out a portion of your lives. You have traded a portion of your life for the experience, be it happy or sad. This experience is carved in you forever, the time is lost forever. It becomes part of you because you are what you experience in life. I guess at the end of the day, you collect these little chapters of life and make a conclusion of whether you've traded your life away wisely. Whether you like it or not, the trading goes on ...

Live life with no regrets.