Train of thoughts...

This morning I’ve been pondering many things about life, death, living abroad, fears, anxieties and the journey of discovery that is life. I admit I have always been a fairly contemplative person even as a kid, I’d often ponder all life’s great mysteries – why am I here?, why did I get born at this place and time?

I feel lucky to have been born into a hardworking, strong-minded, family where excuses are barely tolerated and I am expected to achieve despite any shortcomings. My folks, bless them, gave me a loving yet strong childhood where difficulties are not use as an excuse for not getting where they believe I could and should be. I value them for showing this strong approach as I fear I wouldn’t have amounted to anything, had it not been for their strong guidance.

But the news of sudden death like that of MJ made me realize that life can be gone in an instant and that we never really know when it will run out. I also vividly remember watching the September 11 attack, and I saw live images of office workers choosing to flee the World Trade Center buildings hand-in-hand and jump off when faced with the terrible decision of how to deal with the inevitable. These people were innocent folk whose only crime was turning up to work at the wrong place and the wrong time.

I’d like to say that life is a never ending journey which doesn’t stop till the lights are off. I'm not young anymore, and my life so far has taught me to try to appreciate the small things in life I often take for granted and to get out there and live in, and not let past hardships, wrongdoings, anxieties or any other obstacles hold me back.

Do you ever feel there is a greater calling for you? Is there’s an urge you need to scratch? Something you’d love to do but don’t have the confidence? Just know that this life is the only one we’ve got and it would be a shame to waste it.

There’s a lot I need to do and should do myself...