Dear Life,
You've been bad! That overused cliches' "this is life", it's life!" just don't cut it! You haven't been good with us lately. Economy's downfall is not entirely your fault but hey, guess what, you're connected to it whichever way you look at it. Your name flashes like a neon light and everyone points their finger at you. Yes, life, you are partly to be blame for all these. Because this is THE LIFE. This is how you made it to be. You make us suffer, you make us triumphant and then again, you make everything pleasant when you want it to be.
At this point, you gave my family a survivor challenge! A challenge to withstand the test of time and faith. Ah Life, you are so cruel sometimes! You took away my hubby's job. You forced my company to scale down my job to part time and now our belts are tighter than it has ever been, it is so hard to breathe!
But then, yes Life, we have to go on...This challenge, should we chose to accept and finish it, we'll either give us the triumph of joy or despair for not even trying. Either way, we'll be a better person, stronger and definitely sensible or yes, Life, if we don't gather our strength, wits and courage together, it will drive us to insanity, depression or worst, a sad and painful death!
Yes Life, Thank you for all the lessons learnt. Thank you for all the challenges met. Thank you for all the joys, sorrow, happiness and pleasure you granted us. Our journey with you will never end until that very day we learn our lessons well and we breath our last breath...
Until then, take us where we need to be and give us what we deserve. Like they say "You, Life, is what we make it" ....
Life is What we make it
-Edgar Guest - poet
Life is a jest;
Take the delight of it.
Laughter is best;
Sing through the night of it.
Swiftly the tear
And the hurt and the ache of it
Find us down here;
Life must be what we make of it.
The virtue and vice of it,
Strife for a goal,
And man's strength is the price of it.
Your life and mine,
The bare bread and the cake of it
End in this line:
-Edgar Guest - poet
Life is a jest;
Take the delight of it.
Laughter is best;
Sing through the night of it.
Swiftly the tear
And the hurt and the ache of it
Find us down here;
Life must be what we make of it.
Life is a song;
Dance to the thrill of it.
Grief's hours are long,
And cold is the chill of it.
Joy is man's need;
Let us smile for the sake of it.
This be our creed:
Life must be what we make of it.
The virtue and vice of it,
Strife for a goal,
And man's strength is the price of it.
Your life and mine,
The bare bread and the cake of it
End in this line:
Life must be what we make of it.
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