Nothing lasts forever

But while we still have it, we’d damn well better hang on to it

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That’s the one thing I was reminded of by The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button, the story of the man who was born with all the physical and physiological traits of a man well into his eighties and then proceeds to live his life backwards,  growing younger and younger, and eventually passing away as an infant.

We get so caught up with chasing our dreams and doing exactly as we like with our lives that we forget the other people around us, forget that we are not alone, that there are others who still love us, regardless of how flawed we think we are.

Sometimes we take for granted the things and the people we love, forgetting — or rather, choosing to ignore the fact — that time, circumstances, and maybe the consequences of our actions, will take them away. We see the light at the end of the tunnel, but for as long as we know — or think — it’s still there, we turn our backs on it, and in the end, when we decide that it’s time to start going to that end of the tunnel, we realize the light is gone.

So in the spirit of ‘living well’ and ‘not wasting time’, we fail to realize that  by skating over that complicated, consuming, destructive, but extraordinary part of life they call love, we have wasted something more — much more — than just time itself.

“For what it’s worth, it’s never too late, or in my case too early, to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit… start whenever you want… you can change or stay the same. There are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that stop you. I hope you feel things that you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life that you’re proud of and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”Benjamin Button, The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button

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