Stages of Life

“In the end, these things matter most: How well did you love? How fully did you live? How deeply did you let go?” – Buddha

It has been a hectic two weeks for me, hence my absence. I was fortunate enough this evening to get a moment of solitude in the park near my house. I was able to completely empty my mind, and write freely. I have never shared my writing here, but here goes nothing!!

A gentle warm breeze fills the air as the sun starts to dim down behind the trees. The lamp posts flicker on and the sounds of gravel brushing off the runners shoes sound the park. The lake is rippling from the breeze, but it still looks completely calm. I am propped up on a bench under a tree which is swaying. I gaze far out beyond the lake to the other side and reminisce. I am brought back to a time which clouds my mind with compelling memories but I quickly forced them out of my head. Lovers stroll holding hands, as lovers tend to do. But I am more interested in the runners, and what has brought them here to this park tonight. Is it the same intentions I have brought with me, in hopes to escape bad memories, or is it the solitude of this summer night?  When I close my eyes, I can bring myself to any place, but still I am brought to these same memories again.  The harder I pushed them away, the faster they came plummeting in my lap.

My question for you today, which is a self reflection, “how well do you love, how fully do you life, and how deeply do you let go?”13e598c266c4f83866e047631753ed38


As I sit here with swollen eyes, and a sleepless night, I re-think the phrase I once hated, “YOLO.” You only live once.. I am saddened by the passing of my godfather, but I am also blessed with the times we spent together. I can only recall countless memories of laughter, memories of constant encouragement, and memories of an abundance of love. It is these memories which will guide me forward in life, pressing on to a future which will make him proud. He always wanted me to write, and always knew the determination I had in my soul. Life constantly is throwing curve balls at us, we can either stand up to the plate, and take a swing, or take the easy way out and hope for a walk. You really only have one life to live, and if you don’t stand up and live it, you are wasting it. In sickness or in health, the sun shines the same, do something small to feed your soul everyday. You deserve it.

And always remember, be thankful for today!

RIP My dumpling & Grandma S<3 Heaven gained two amazing angels