#17 - Bricks at the Park

I sit here at the park reminiscing on my life and how far I’ve come since I was young.

I stumbled upon these bricks engraved with names of people who have passed. Some lived a long life, and others only a few days. 

Regardless of what I believe, something in me wanted to say a prayer for these souls and for their family still remaining on this planet. 

I see some people, including myself, wander around this planet like we are going to live forever. It seems we are scared to admit the opposite.

Death is an ultimate truth, at least in this realm.

There is a beauty in that, though. I’m lucky enough to write this as you’re lucky enough to read it. I believe we need to put ourselves in situations that allow us to reflect and be grateful more often. It seems this day in age you can go a while without actually thinking of your death.

When I think about my death, I realize that TIME is our currency. And it’s living beings we need to love. Not money, cars, clothes, or any of the like. 

I’m on a mission to love myself, so that in turn, I can love others to the best of my ability.

I’m realizing that simplicity may be the lock and we are the key. The door is the distractions of life, and on the other side is love. 

Love

Ben