01/08/2025
If you knew how short life is, you would make better choices in life.
You will spend the next minute learning the best recipe for your best food.
You will not eat bad food. Even with that pumpkin, you will find a way to make it edible.
You will spend time with your family and friends who bring joy, warmth, and light to your life.
You will travel the world.
You will read only interesting books.
You will enjoy better sleep.
You will make love more. Quality love, too.
You will not hate.
You will never be envious.
You will not spend too much time thinking about a past you can't change.
You will endeavour to be a better person.
You will endeavour to be a better friend, better father, mother, parent, sibling, child. You will be more intentional with those meetups.
You will keep your words.
You will be more honest.
You will hug your children more and tightly, and you will not let them go. Please love your children enviably, in a way nobody can ever love them.
You will let go of the old grudges.
You will forgive more.
You will extend grace more frequently.
You will switch off from social media more and enjoy some peace and calmness from all the noise, bedlam, and confusion.
You will only be in rooms where you are invited. You will stay from negativity. You will stop being negative yourself.
You will gather friends more, for drinks, for food and merry, and more importantly, for laughter. You will enjoy those road trips. You will enjoy Madilu more. You will appreciate Sam Mangwana more.
You will pursue your purpose in life with some urgency, knowing every hour, every minute, every second counts.
If you are a believer, you will be drawn closer and closer to God.
Sometimes we are so distracted, we think we have all the time.
We don't return the calls.
We turn down invitations when we don't have a good reason.
Sometimes, that one meeting is the last one. That unreturned call is the last.
As you grow old, soon, you will understand how annoyingly finite life is. Soon, that conversation on mortality you like avoiding becomes an existential annoyance every time you wake up.
I still think we only die once, but we live every day. However sad you are, however unhappy, however bad you feel, whatever the cards life has dealt you, being alive is a rare privilege. Being alive with no illness and being out of hospital is a gift that you will not fully realise until you lie in that hospital bed. As I write this, there is someone with tubes inserted into the bodies, and survival is 50/50.
Live your life as such that if you die today, you will have the fewest regrets, and you will leave behind the best possible memories. Of love. Laughter. Merry. Grace. Vibes.
Here is to a happy August.
Take care of yourself, your body, mind, and soul. The world is not a good place sometimes.
Here is to a great weekend.
