From One Who Loves You
I wish I could tell you that you’re going to survive this. You don’t deserve this world; this world doesn’t deserve you. Part of me wishes I could save you from it, make it so you never know loss or fear or pain, so you never understand the meaning of mortality. But then, I guess, to wish such a thing would be to wish you were never born, and I am too selfish to wish for that.
Instead, all I can do is offer my best advice and hope and pray that this universe gives you the best life possible. Life is bookended by pain, but the moments in between can be so much more.
Life is fragile and precious, as you’ll soon find out. Don’t take it for granted – yours or anyone else’s. Value your own life, but don’t forget to value the lives of those around you. Each of us has been given this one fragile, precious life, and most of us have no idea what to do with it. Many of us struggle to hold on to it. Some try to throw it away; too many succeed.
So, be kind - to yourself and others. Every moment matters. Make each one count; use each one to find joy or give joy to someone else.
And when you come to the end (because it will end; there’s nothing you or I or anyone else can do about that), perhaps you will be able to look back on a life that was worth living. Though you will not be able to escape mortality as I wish you could, perhaps you will be grateful for the life you led. Maybe you will even be able to forgive me for giving you that life.
One Who Loves You