I just finished reading The Opposite of Loneliness this week. I'll write more about it soon, but it's a collection of stories and essays by a girl who wrote an incredibly moving essay addressing the feelings and emotions of graduating--only to be killed in a car crash five days after graduation.
What struck me the most was closing of that essay.
We're so young. We have so much time.
But she didn't. Yet, she lived a life so full and so passionate that her words and her legacy live on.
This book was a startling reminder to me that we have no idea how long life is. So what can we do? We can live.
Just live. Live your passion, your dreams, your bad days. Live through the heartache and the messiness and the imperfection--not in spite of it, but because of it. Live by giving your life away--give away your time and your love and your words to those who matter to you.
Live it for all that it is worth. Every single day is the only day you will ever have...treat it as such.
Don't let the small stuff keep you from getting the most out of life. Flat tires and bills and headaches and rejection are just a part of life. Don't let them slow you down. Just nod at them and keep moving, keep going, keep living.
Because this is life. It's yours, and you get to spend it. Don't save it all away to spend on a day that may never come. Spend it now. Love it now. Live it now.
How do you get the most out of life?
