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Life According to Me (this time)

I received a text message from a friend directly asking the essence of life. I then thought one of my purposes being to expound not so much on the query but the need to why even bother to ask such question if from our own understanding based on our individual lives we’d probably give diverse viewpoints.

I could probably talk about my one role as a father being a life worth living, today being father’s day (others will be celebrating it on the 21st - See the diversity yet with 1 objective), and in recognition entitle it with what could be a link to my wife if it’s to associate my being a dad for without her conceiving my children I wouldn’t be one…

Then it occurred to me, the connection of the many lives into one account…

Life is the opportunity to invest in eternity. It’s a chance wherein we are to address a purpose. Under such borrowed time, to understand the roles we portray as human beings is an essential cause in making life’s objective for a story worth all the subplots from that of our respective life stories. Anyone’s “B story” could differ from my “C story” but correlates to the main plot of life-in-general giving the whole story thematic significance.

In perspective, all that are happening have reasons if only for the opposite or presumably indifferent to either appreciate or possibly realize the life-changing difference. As I have aptly put it in “Grounded Stone”, we are all serving a purpose. It’s a responsibility over others. It’s an instinctive effort to touch others’ lives. The question could be at what time and until when as life is passing. Yet, death reminds us of how to make use of our inestimable time in every aspect. Thus, (particularly) the demise of someone we know or dear to us, it’s serving a purpose. From the moment life is conceived until its end, it makes us comprehend something worth our while.

May it be ours or someone else’s, life’s essence is the fulfillment gained from acknowledging one’s specific role as a contributing factor in either making a difference or corresponding with how the world or life revolves being a common objective through the connection of all that exists…

Case in point, the existence of toys is associated with the manufacturer of whom I most likely don’t even know but am thankful to as he involuntarily encourages me to work hard for a living if only to be able to avail of my children’s supplementary happiness. Yet, more than the tangible item I’ve provided, they have gained the sense of appreciation I hope they could as well relate it with the joy of living even when I’m gone. Life, momentary as it is, goes on… enjoy every instant as it teaches us the value of relations… even with (total) strangers... even up to the next life…

To my father up There who has been an inspiration as to how I am not just as a father but also as a person, Happy Father’s Day! Until we meet again.
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