The life as we know it is over.
Our lives may not be our own, and we all need to be something to somebody. Yet, we owe it to ourselves to make our existence truly count.
In the course making through this shebang, people inevitably come and go. Friends, close buddies, lovers, bosses, colleagues, even family members, they are there but for seasons.
Some of these seasons get repeated; some never get another chance to resurface. Nobody really knows.
We do not have time for too many regrets or for endless nostalgia. When we exist in the past, we are denying ourselves the future and more importantly, now. I believe that God personally allowed these people to come in and out to add to us, to bring us tremendous happiness yet cause unspeakable grief; to make us into who we are today.
We can choose to remain in the past and stay an unfinished article, or we can move forward, even if it dictates that somethings get left behind.
Survival is natural; living is not.
We only live once (in every sense of the phrase) in this continuum. So love, laugh, travel much, cry, get angry, cuss, give; basically, live! Only do not make the costly mistakes of living in he past, or existing for the expectations of other people. Very soon we will find that we can never please everyone. Be true to ourselves, and even we have to die, we die knowing that we have already become the best us.
Live life to the fullest and have no regrets.