I’ve always found the phrase “Life is too short” kind of funny. I don’t use it myself that much, but I realize I picked it up somewhere along the road from divorce hell. Anyway… Why do people say that? Life isn’t that short, most of the time. It sure wasn’t short for my grandmother who passed away at the age of 102. She always said “People should NOT live this long.” I know for a fact that she lived a full and very interesting life… And it wasn’t short at all.
Then there is my brother Carlos, who passed away at the age of 17. His life sure was short, but I suppose he lived under the philosophy exposed in this post. He did whatever he wanted, he enjoyed every minute of his time on this earth, and he left suddenly. But I can assure nobody has had more fun in this life than him. He broke all schemes, he broke all the rules, and his motto was “Nobody dies the day before.”
Then there is my dad, who passed away at 64. But I was only 25, so his life was way too short for me. I go back in time and wonder about the things I could’ve done differently when he was around. But in the past, you never thought “Life is too damn short so I’ll do this and that and the other things.” Oh well!
My point is… Life isn’t too short or too long. It’s all relative. The thing is that you never know how short life can be. You never know what’s your last second on earth, you never know what’s going to happen in the next 5 minutes. So people are probably right, I just like to word it differently.
We are too scared of doing things sometimes, or too worried about what other people think about us or about our actions. We wait until we’re richer, or thinner, or healthier, to do things. Life isn’t supposed to be that way. We’re supposed to live it! Despite the pain, despite the problems, despite the set backs. We cannot spend time waiting for a better tomorrow when we can make our present a wonderful and full-filling experience.
