Live. Laugh. Love.



Live. Laugh. Love.

 3 words that convey so many meanings. It is both very simple and yet so complicated.

 I live - for my kids, for my family, for my friends. I live each day like it is my last. I try each day to be the best that I can be, to live up to the expectations of those around me.. to reach the highest dream that I can, to be worthy of the time and attention that I am given. I've succeeded in most, failed in some. But I tried to live fully, so damn hard, all these years.

 And I lived for myself too. While trying to be a good friend, good mother, good sibling, good child.. I enjoyed my life to the fullest extent. I traveled as much as I can, seen many sunrises and sunsets, faced and conquered my fears.. I stumbled and fell so many times, but in every instance.. I got back up again and continued. I've lost my way repeatedly, but always managed to go back home. I lived, and will continue living the life that I wanted.. regardless of what people say or think about me - until I can't live anymore.

 I laughed - yes I did. I laughed out loud, in joy and in glee. I laughed like there's no tomorrow. I had so much fun in this lifetime, it's gonna be hard to replicate that in my next life - if there is one. I smiled through my tears and laughed through my fears. I found joy in every single blessing that I receive. And in return, I strive to bring joy and happiness to every single life I touched. I may or may not be successful, but I tried.. that is what's important..

 I love - everybody around me. I surround myself with people who are capable of giving me love and affection, in whatever capacity that they can. And I shower them with as much love as I can give, until they are in no doubt that they are loved by me. I may not always be readily available.. I may not always be able to say what I feel.. but they know that when they need me - no matter the odds, no matter at what cost... I will be there.

 Taking all this in consideration, I know.. when the time comes for me to leave.. when it is time to heave my last breath.. I will have no tears, no sorrows, no regrets. I will be ready.. and I will be proud. Because in my marker will show - Thank you life, it was one hella' ride!

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