I cannot believe that it is over a week since i have written something, what happens too time, there just never seems to be enough of it, no matter how fast we do things, there is always that something that we leave undone. What would we do different if we knew what was going to happen tomorrow, what would we do different if we knew that this would be our last hours.
My brother-in -law died today. He lives in Canada and was driving a truck to New Jersey and died of a heart attack, he has never had a days sick in his life, not on any medication, and now in a heart beat he is gone. .......................
I think this is why i push myself so much to get the most out of every day, why i get involved in so many things, because i want to get the most out of life, that is why i don't worry about the small stuff, it is really just not worth it, you cannot change anything by worrying, so why bother, we are the master of our own lives, our own joy and are own future.
On Friday i was the MC at a small church concert, there was about 120 people there, and i mentioned the fact that the children had all written letters to their leader for the week, and the letters were full of love, and admiration and joy.
When do we lose this, we teach our children to be open and yet, when is that time when we as "grown ups" put on our masks, and don't really show the real us to the world, where we play roles for others, trying to be what they want us to be and not show the real us, with all the warts and wrinkles. What moment in time do we start to hide our true feelings, start to build a wall between us and those around us, is this so we don't get hurt, surely that is the fun of life taking chances and learning by our mistakes, learning by the hurts, there is a saying "better to have loved and lost than never to have loved", surely that should be, "better to have lived life to the fullest, than to look back tomorrow and life is gone...................."