
I realized people, as in me, segment their lives, constantly looking forward to something coming up. When you get to that place you've been thinking about going, that event that makes you want to turn on Five Years Time (Noah and the Whale) so you can dance in your excitement for it, is the climactic point of your own personal book. It's Harry winning the battle against Voldermort who's attached to the back of Quirrel's bald head. But wait a second, aren't there six more books? All of which are about three times as long as the first. Just like Harry Potter, our lives continue after Voldermort is defeated for the first time, and actually the last time for that matter.
I guess my point is that it gets pretty daunting, life, that is.
Yesterday, a little 8 year old girl Ellie Botvin, passed away after a two year battle with cancer. I only met her once, but she was the best friend of another amazing girl, who I consider my family. When I think about the kind of struggle that Ellie's been through and the fact that she doesn't get to continue her story for six more sequels, I can only feel so blessed that God has allowed me my own story here on earth.
I really don't mean to make anyone feel guilty or bad about the life they want to live. I mean, that's why we have a little something called free will. I only think about this as a reminder to live the life I've been given with purpose. I will continue working towards my goals, my dreams. I will maintain my friendships past that exciting cruise trip. I will love my family when I kinda strongly dislike them. I will marry Ron Weasly! (Too many Harry Potter references?)
I followed your sister's post on facebook to your blog. Really glad I did. You are a talented writer.
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