Didn’t have anything in mind to blog about, initially. Then a friend of mine messaged me thru IM all of a sudden. We haven’t been chatting with each other for a rather long time.
It started off on a sombre note initially, since she was out of a job. I didn’t even get a chance to ask how long she was out when she decided to let it all out. Apparently she was diagnosed with an auto-immune disease. Not only that, but she also lost her job, probably at the same time (but whether it was partly due to the diagnosis or not, I’m not exactly sure) and her b/f had left her too. Talk about a triple whammy. Things couldn’t really come together at a far worse time. It turned out that she was suffering from Lupus. From what I got, she’s taking medication and appears to be leading as normal a life as possible.
It’s kind of depressing when you read / hear about the people around you having these sort of health problems. It’s like one of those occasions where the so called chance of ever contracting such an aliment is low, and it turned out that you suddenly became part of the statistic. The next thought would be one of “of all people, why me?” It only serves to reinforce the fact that life is fragile. A fact that most people realise but take for granted. Something which is known, but somehow lost in the clutter of day-to-day happenings. We all too easily pre-occupy ourselves with everything happening around us, work especially. We get so caught up with all the attention grabbing antics of everyone and everything that we all too easily forget to appreciate the little things.
When was the last time when we took it easy? Do you still remember the last time when you weren’t rushing off from one location just to reach the next? Have you been trying to squeeze more than 24 hours into a single day, just to be able to do more for less? I have to admit, that I’m guilty of that very same crime too. Squeezing as much of my personal time as possible, only to have to rush to out in order to make it in time to meet up with friends. In the process of rushing, tension builds up, patience starts to wear thin. Even more so when the other party turns up slightly late. Do you then think to yourself that maybe, just maybe, you could have gotten that extra 10 minutes of surfing time had you left that little bit later if you had known that the other party would be late? That’s trying to do more for less.
When I think back, there was a point in time when I quite like that. Always wanting more gaming time, and later rushing in order to meet appointments. That was the past.
I’m now slowly trying to change my outlook on life. Take things easy. Worry less, enjoy more, live life better. Take the time to appreciate the little things. I do remember that there were occasions in the past, when I was with my ex, where I didn’t do exactly that. Thinking back, I could really kick myself in the butt for that, but like I mentioned, I was too caught up in the haste in the world to be able to sit back and savour the moments. It was a regret, but you gotta learn from your mistakes and move on. It’s no use just mulling over the past, for it’ll only make things worse.
It’s good to know that my friend is starting to bounce back from this little set back. She has made some plans for herself, which is good. There is no use in feeling sorry for yourself. You have to pick yourself up again, and move on.
Have you appreciated the little things? If not, what are you waiting for?
