Life is so Precious

Relativity defines the meaning of everything. If a women with 10 gold coins loses one of those coins, she'll comb everywhere in search of what she's lost. And if she finds her lost coin, she will rejoice in finding what has been lost. A wealthy man however would not think twice after losing a single gold coin and would not feel sadness. This mere principle of relativity defines an objects importance, but on a larger scale and at a wider perspective, it affects everything. A single lost friend is worth trying to regain touch with, and a single stranger is worth helping because no matter how many coins you have, the value of each will always be constant. 

My father often repeats the words, "Life is so precious." Upon further investigation, nothing could be more true. 

Life is so precious that it is special and unique. Every single human being has characteristics and traits that define their personality and set them apart. 

Life is so precious that it is fragile. Life can be taken away in the sigh of a breathe. The world can come shattering down in a heartbeat and be leveled to rubble. Emotions and mentality can be tortured by heartache, loss, or loneliness. 

Life is so precious that it is rare. You are given but one life so make the most of it. You only live once, but if you work it out right, once is enough.

Life is so precious that.....it is just plain precious.... Thank you for life. Its the greatest gift I've ever received and I plan on putting it to good use.

My mother is a breast cancer survivor but often times I forget. It's silly but it almost feels like the entire ordeal never happened. Now looking back upon it, the strongest person in my family at the time was my mom. She never faltered once, nor showed the smallest sign of defeat. Each day, she woke up with the mentality that everything would be alright. And the next day, she woke up with the same exact mentality except with even more zeal and an even stronger will than the day before. Her diagnosis was the one event that brought my family closest together and we are stronger because of it. I remember her saying one day during her recovery that this was the first time that everyone in the family would do what she said without having to ask twice. I still vividly remember those humbling drives back and forth from Hoag Hospital in Newport Beach during her treatment. Her recovery room following her surgery had a gorgeous view and I remember my mom mentioning that this was the nicest room she'd ever slept in, but sadly under the worst circumstances. I love my parents so much and sadly, its taken me 18 years to realize it.

Love and religion are much in the same. They both expect you to believe in the intangible. Intangible though? That's the last word I'd use to describe love and religion because I feel ever emotion and every thought. It's that horrible butterfly sensation that sweeps me off my feet and sends me flying through the air that definitively convinces me of their existence. If that's not tangible, I don't know what is.  

How do you know love exists? You may say that you can just feel it in your heart. Does that make it any more tangible than religion? Sometimes you just have to take a leap of faith, because fundamentally that is exactly what love and religion are; faith. Have faith in love, and have faith in religion because they both console the heart and can save the soul.

Christianity is a fool's bet. Absolutely absurd in basis and fact, it needs to be simplified into a mere faith. Don't expect too much and have a little faith. At the end of my life when upon my death bed, I'll think back to all the time dedicated or possibly even wasted to religion. But let's say that there's a 1 in a million chance of walking through the gates of a paradise and hearing the familiar voice of my parents again, call me a fool but I'll take that chance. No matter how small, you can even increase the odds to 1 in a trillion, but I'll still take my chances because in the end, what's there to lose? 

Never make assumptions and always expect the unexpected. One thing I've learned, is that this world is unpredictable and extremely complex. Absolutely nobody knows what lies after death so just take a leap of faith into the dark abyss and see where you land. There's absolutely nothing to lose.

When upon my death bed, if I were to beg and plead with God to let me live one more year, what difference would a crippled, incapacitated year be? What excitement would there be other than swimming through complex thoughts considering the inevitable in that bonus year? 

Now imagine you were given that bonus year right now? Imagine how you would live out that year? Well guess what, this is your bonus year, so go fulfill your fantasies and be thankful for every breathe for each is a gift. Life in its entirety is a gift so take nothing for granted and always be thankful.