The thing is, we will all die alone, besides the fact that we know nothing after life yet.
During our turns in this world, we will love and hate things and people. I think all temporary.
I love my parents, as I haven’t had any kind of family issues, didn’t grow up in a toxic house. They will not be around at some point, even thinking about it is so sad, but I’ll be still here.
I love my lady, we respect each other, we both jealous time by time and it is causing some problems but in general we think that we destined to each other. If she goes away at some point (break up/death etc.) I’ll be so sad about it but I’ll still be here.
I love my dog. She is a cute, little, menace, playful Golden Retriever. She won’t be here at some point. I’ll be so sad but I’ll be still here.
You’ll be there, no matter what. It is not justifying our own problems but people around there having bigger problems than ours. That’s what I’ve seen with my own eyes. When you see a child suffering beacuse of hunger, war etc. your mind is starting to change. When I see a 5 year old child has to deal with bigger problems than me, I realized my own problems were pieces of earth rocks in whole universe.
We’ll experience love, hatred, agony, sadness, happiness. All in all, we’ll be here all alone, we’ll be heading to another experience all alone. There is absolutely no point to make our life is a regretable one for the time we’ll inhale our last breathe.
I want to end this post from a quote from Carl Sagan’s wife about him.
When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me — it still sometimes happens — and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again.
Carl faced his
death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don’t ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting.
