Does life go on and on and on?

Have you ever stopped and wondered what is the true meaning of life - if we were put here on this Earth for a reason? Surely it’s not to work our a**es off until retirement age…? & do we truly have to wait until then to finally enjoy our fruits of labour?

Are we doing a good job convincing ourselves that we are working 60 hours a week, for our family and for the sake of a better future for our children? Have we ever asked them if this is all they need from us?

Or do we always think that as parents, we know what is best for our children?

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• When I was in primary school, my cousin brother got murdered on his way to the bank. I was too young then to even remember his age.

• During secondary school, I’ve had a schoolmate passed away due to brain hemorrhage – she was only 15 at that time.

• In university: talked on the phone to a close friend like we did on most nights and he ended up dead the next morning – he was only a year younger than I am. I still think of him each time I hear Celine Dion’s Because You Loved Me on the airwaves.

• In Jan’07, my baby cousin brother lost his battle with leukemia. If he’d been alive, he’d be 22 in September.

• I lost a grandaunt about a year ago when she had a stroke - she had been in the pink of health before it happened. She never recovered from her coma and left behind her husband of 40 years.

I hope the sun is shining on them, wherever they are at now…

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Who says that we’ll only die when we grow older? Or only when we discovered we have cancer at its final stage?

The truth is that each one of us know that death is inevitable but we still refuse to acknowledge that it may happen sooner than we think.

What’s the good in all the money we have in the bank; or how many properties we own before we turn 35; and all the Prada & Gucci bags we have in our closets if we were to kick the bucket this second?

Is there such a thing as a Material Heaven where you can still collect all your earthly belongings at the vault?

The truth is that we die; our bodies decompose and get eaten by maggots. Unless you decide that you want to be cremated – this for me is a much better option than rotting away and having worms savoring my eyeballs.

I just have to keep reminding myself not to lose perspective along the way.

& I sure hope the same for you.

“The trouble with being in the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat.” - Lily Tomlin

XOXO,