As i sat down on that chair in church and speaker after speaker stood up to give their tribute, i couldn’t help but think about the vanity of life and how we are never prepared for death.
The fact that we human beings come to terms with the idea of death and how fragile life is, is fascinating.
All our lifes we learn that our lives are not ours to keep. They can be taken away at any moment and that’s okay; we just have to keep hopeful that that happens later than sooner. Yet, it is even more fascinating how we struggle with the idea and occasion of loss in our lives. You know, loss of a loved one (by death).
It is like we expect everything that we get or own to last forever. And that is the irony of life. We have accepted death as our ultimate fate, but struggle in seeing that what we get or own is, in the same manner, not ours to keep forever. We promise to love forever, yet we know that ‘forever’ is a word that makes sense only when we are alive. And even then, no one can guarantee that our lifespans end at the exact same time.
I have come to the conclusion that if we were to regard everything we get or own in the same way we do our lives, maybe we would be able to live more meaningful lives and deal better with all kinds of losses in our lives. Maybe the loss of a loved one would be easier when we live knowing that we will lose them (or they us) at some point. And that’s okay. Because it has to be. Maybe the termination of a marriage or long-term relationship would not take its toll on our emotional well-being if all along we live with the notion that ‘forever’ does not mean ‘eternity’.
What am i mean is we need to be grateful for what you own but do not hold on it. Like your life, it is not yours to keep forever. And even if you’re lucky enough to keep it forever, forever only means as long as you are alive. Accept that every good thing must come to an end, just like a good life.