I celebrated my birthday a few days ago. It wasn't a big deal, in fact I had to work that day. As I was going about my day, I was cheerful since it was my birthday. I smiled a lot as a lot of people greeted me. Over all it was a good day, I was having more fun at work than usual.
Then came a tragic event. When I was on my rounds in one of the stations, a patient died. It wasn't a violent type of death, on the contrary, it was quite peaceful. The patient's family gathered around him as he quietly passed on. And after the doctor pronounced his TOD, the family began filing out of the room. Their faces sad, eyes full of tears.
Witnessing the event put a damper on my mood. Seeing so many people sad also made me sad. Then a thought occurred to me. My birthday is someone else's deathday. I don't want to sound morbid, but it got me thinking, how many more birthdays will I have before I have my deathday. Life is so fleeting. It can be there one moment and gone the next.
Suddenly I realized, LIFE indeed is SHORT. I might as well enjoy it. There is no point dwelling on the sad or tragic parts. So that's what I did. I made the most out of my day. I had dinner with my family and my love. After that I met with my friends for drinks. All in all, it was a good day. It was a good birthday. :)
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