I couldn’t believe my ears. The shock was like a numbness radiating through my core, and I found it very difficult to comprehend. I am filled with sadness for his partner and family, and cannot begin to imagine what they might be experiencing right now.
All I can think of is that young guy, happy-go-lucky and excited about the future. Although we weren’t close, his death has left me in complete shock and sadness.
And again, I am reminded how limited our time is.
How precious my life is.
How important it is for me to be grateful.
And how even more important it is to live my life in a way that best reflects who I am.
Life is too short to please people at the expense of myself. Not everyone will like me or approve of me, and that’s okay.
What is most important is for me to like me.
And to know that I have honoured this gift of life that I have been given, and shined as brightly as I am capable of.
To have compassion.
To continue to grow, learn and change.
To take risks, and to take giant leaps with the faith that I will be carried safely to the other side.
Because life is too short to live in fear of what might happen. It will happen whether I’m scared or not.
And life is far too precious to be concerned about accumulating wealth at the expense of following my bliss, and doing what I love to do.
I hope to live my life in honour of those who can’t.