If I Were To Write About Life

This topic actually knocks me off my feet every time I am asked to write about such. Well, it is incontestable quite difficult to describe or define “life” in its very logical sense and in a very professional level. Though, it is possible. However, for someone like me who is fond of writing about something and relates it in a more personal stratum, I occasionally find myself trying hard to pen words and let my ideas stream if I were to describe “life” in a manner similar with the former.

So allow me to speak right from my heart. It has been said that life is a precious gift from God. It is, indeed. It is a one-of-a-kind precious gift that must be treasured and valued well. Every moment in each situation must be dealt with proper ease and less fret. No second must be wasted by simply dealing with thins fate might bring. Life is more of a simple “something.” There is more to it than the many definitions a dictionary can ever provide, or Google can ever show.

We, humans, are often preoccupied by the negativities that surround us. Thus, we tend to neglect the very essence of what life means. But if we only dig deep down our hearts, we will comprehend that we do not have to go through a lot of miseries for there are far way a lot of reasons to be thankful than to be miserable. It is inherent, however, for humans to experience troubles and worries. Such events remind us that life is what we make it. More so, life is how we make it. We are the soldiers of our own. We are the battlers of ourselves and of those whom we cared for. We are our own defenders.

Cliché as it may sound but life is nothing but a roller coaster ride. At some point we may experience difficulties. We may shed a river of tears. We may feel that we are left with nothing but ourselves. We might feel that the world has eclipsed on us. But we must always remember that we can always find a bright spot in darkness. We must bear in mind that every hardship is just a trial. Everything happens for a purpose. And most of the time, the purpose is for us to become stronger and more mature individuals; for us to be able to face the world with enough courage; and for us to be able to understand life, better.

The answer to “What is life?” query always depends on the person being asked. And as for me, life can be as tough as walking alone in the desert with nothing except your empty purse, but it can be as happy as a newly born who happened to breathed the world’s not-so-fresh air yet still thankful. Life is jam-packed of lurking delights waiting to be detected. Life is how we live.