I’m dying. And so are you. And so is everybody.

We are dying the moment we arrive. Actually, we are dying before that. We are dying in our mother’s womb. Some never even make it out alive. From the moment we are created, we are dying. Therefore, why don’t we live like it? Why don’t we live like we are dying?

So, then, why don’t we live like it? Why don’t we live like we are dying?

Our lives should be full of love and joy and living for the moment. You hear it all the time: “Live each day as if it were your last”. Yet, why don’t we?

Our impending death seems to always be forgotten. We whine and complain about aches and pains and all sorts of irrelevant things. Even then, death is the farthest thing from our minds. If we did think about it, though, we would probably not feel our pain as strongly. We would not complain about stupid, trivial things that our loved ones do.

If you’ve ever had someone who was close to you pass away, then you most likely thought back on all of the things you could have changed while they were alive. Even if you were close, there are always feelings of remorse about how you could have done something differently, and now it’s too late.

We think these thoughts and feel remorse for a while, and then we forget. We go back to our daily lives and routines until the next eye-opener.

When we are born, we come into this world just like everyone else. No matter what status or wealth our parents have, we all come in the same way. What we do with our lives is up to us. What we make of ourselves is up to us. When we are young, our lives are manipulated and shaped by other people. Once we become aware of life and our surroundings, it’s up to us to make something of ourselves.

Only by making it a habit of living our lives right from the beginning and teaching our children how precious life is, is the only way to fully enjoy the short time that we are given. It’s the way to set an example for future generations and maybe bring some peace to this world of hate we’ve become.