When we are babes, all wrinkly and goop covered, we know nothing about life. It is a mystery. It is another word for ‘living’. The opposite of death. A word that can be paired with ‘essence’. It is us and we are it. It is our health bar on video games. It deteriorates the more we lose the game. It is alien.
And then we grow up. We live.
We grow in body and soul. We cry, we laugh, make friends and enemies, finds hates and loves. We get overconfident. We get unconfident. We achieve. We fail. We try some new things and shy away from others. And we fall.
Sometimes the burdens of what is called life are too much. Sometimes we lose hope, giving into despair. It crushes us, oppresses us, isolates us. We feel hopeless, useless. We want nothing, like nothing, feel nothing. We are nothing.
But then some light guides us in the darkness, whether it comes straight away or after a long time, it guides us away from the darkness. The light embraces us with the love that we know. It gives us ambition, hope and purpose.
And we stand up again. We push away the darkness and grab onto the light’s tail. We will face life’s trials, one after another, no matter how long we are under the darkness. We will prevail. Even if some of us can’t. We push on. We are not afraid. We will face every obstacle because we want to live. We want to live so bad for those we love. We will even live for our enemies, for the fight, the revenge, for the satisfaction of the game of cat and mouse.
And then we are old. We are wrinkly and gnarly. Our hair is grey and our eyes a paler shade then what they used to be. We smile over our photo albums and tell funny stories about those we love. Our children love us. Our grandchildren love us. We are loved. We are happy. We may have a few regrets, not many though, so we are happy.
We dated the men we liked. We married the man we loved. We got our dream job after many tries and failures. We changed our looks (looking away when it’s a disaster). We made many friends and maybe a few enemies. We went around the world, around the country, or even around our own backyard. It’s been an adventure. It’s been a life well lived. And we are ready to say goodbye.
This is life.