“You’ve got this life and while you’ve got it, you’d better kiss like you only have one moment, try to hold someone’s hand like you will never get another chance to, look into people’s eyes like they’re the last you’ll ever see, watch someone sleeping like there’s no time left, jump if you feel like jumping, run if you feel like running, play music in your head when there is none, and eat cake like it’s the only one left in the world!”
Drafting this as I wait for my dinner company, thoroughly enjoying my cappuccino. I turn 27 today; and it’s not a big deal. Motivational articles, TV and books seem to have phatomed the late twenties to be some challenging and crazy point in people’s lives; anxious over the fact that the big three-o looms.
And I’m not about to write a list of “27 things you learn at 27” – but I guess more of an open letter, to my younger self, and for my older self to look back to.
Life – it’s full of ugliness, of sadness; pain, weariness and disparity. But this is where we find the beauty in life, and strength. That no matter what happens – you are loved. And you matter to those around you. They have accepted you for everything that you are and are not. The cliché – it’s one’s flaws that make them beautiful; I guess what it means it reminds us of our humanity and to always be humble, and those are the things that make a person, stunning.
It is very clear who the people who care for us are. Quietly, but surely. And they will never make you run after, or beg them to.
Love truly is everything.