...and unto dust you shall return

today, ash wednesday, we remind ourselves through the ashes we put in our foreheads that "from dust we came and unto dust we shall return."

dying. just the mere thought of it makes me feel sad, afraid. at 21, gee!, there are lots of things i still ought to do in my life! to explore the world with my family, to gain a network of friends, to inspire, to teach, to share my blessings, to write, to read, to listen, to see my future nephews and nieces, to be successful, to be rich, to spend more, to be good, to enjoy the best things in life.

these things we can never bring with us in our deathbeds. these things we can only leave to others, share to others, express to others, do with others while we exist. through these things we give impact to lives. and like a domino, it affects just the others as well.

but ours is a borrowed life. soon, it shall come. death shall face us or the other way around. we shall succumb to the fact that life is short, after all. so for now, while some of our dreams remain unfulfilled, while some of our ambitions remain unrealized, and while we still breath air, we continue to thrive for existence. to exist not just for ourselves, but to exist for others as well, taking it just one day at a time. and we shall realize soon, when we reach heaven, how many people we have blest, how beautiful life truly is.