Gift Called Life

Child of Cosmos


Special Class


       I feel really bad. So many horrible things happened to me recently. Loved ones passed way. I have no job. I don't have enough money to support myself. I am heart broken for my beloved liked someone else. I am starting to lose hope. I pity myself for being so unfortunate. I feel like the whole universe is conniving against me, and that God himself is happy to see me suffer. Why is that?

       I have nothing to be thankful for. I never had the chance to gain the things that would make me happy. I ask the heaven, "When is enough?" Just when everything seems to crumble before me, a concerned friend told me that my life itself is something great enough to be thankful for. That moment, I remembered a line from Max Ehrmann's poem titled Desiderata; "Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here."

       I looked up at the night sky and saw the countless stars twinkling with their white brilliance. I thought that each appears like snow falling from afar. If those diamond dusts would ever fall like snow, it'd be an unforgettable experience. Yes, I shouldn't be too harsh on myself for I have a right to be here, to be alive. My worries are but a part of my journey. As if I was reminded that the greatest gift I have now is my life. I was blinded by my desire of the things I don't have, and unaware of the things I do have which I should be cherishing. Inside me is a whole new universe of possibilities. As long as I am alive, I shouldn't lose hope. The sky has become even more beautiful, looking at it with optimistic eyes.

       I should try stargazing with my friends one day, surely it'd make their sadness go away. Oh yeah, I should visit that friend who gave me her piece of advice. She deserve a gift...a hug perhaps?