What If This Is The Last Time I See You?

Life is full of twists and turns. The fact that it can be so predictable and mundane most of the time lures you into a state of complacency - so that when something dramatic happens - it almost doesn’t feel real.

Your neighbor could list their house.

Your best friend could get a new job in Georgia.

Your high school girlfriend could get into a college 3 states away from you.

The only constant is change. Sometimes you have to let go and accept it no matter how much it hurts.

We all make decisions - who we hang out with, what we put in our body, where we work, what we do with our free time…If you’re not paying attention you wake up and that body of yours that still feels like it is in high school, now has high schoolers of its own. This thing just slips by you. If you aren’t growing then you are shrinking.

It only becomes more apparent to you as you experience new things. There is no way to put 20 years of life into a book and have a 20-year old understand. You need heartbreak, you need disappointment, you need laughter, you need love, you need to make money, you need to lose money, you need to have children to understand the mysteries of the universe. Some things cannot be taught independently from another human. Some things have to be learned by living them and getting broken by them.

The worst thing that has ever happened to you is the worst thing that has ever happened to you. Maybe the worst thing is you lost your dog for an afternoon before they came home. Maybe your entire famliy perished in a plane crash while you decided to skip that trip. This life, this experience is tainted by what is thrust upon you and how you deal with it. I don’t wish negative events on anyone, although I understand that they do make you stronger. They do make you more resilient the next time you face adversity.

You just have to love everyone you know every day. That beer you are drinking with them might be the last. Not because they will pass tomorrow - but maybe just because you aren’t meant to be friends forever. That nice old lady that lives next to you might fall asleep and never wake up. And even though you weren’t close to her it is still kinda weird. The fragility of it all. You aren’t counting down your days because you don’t know when they end. And honestly, would you want to know? Would it be scary? Or more comforting? Would you do it differently? Would you jump off that cliff on the north shore of Oahu? Would you ask your boss for that raise you think you deserve? Would you stay mad at your grandma when you know its not that big of a deal?

So many things we worry about and waste energy on don’t even matter. Just keep giving hugs and let the anger dissipate. It’s not worth it. This might be the last time you see them so quit fucking around