If we were having coffee together, I would thank you for spending your time with me, despite my constant rants and rambles. I know, I am mostly complaining about how hectic life has become, how tired I am, and whatnot. Oh, you know it, you are the one at the receiving end. Thank you for listening to my incessant complains, whether you care or not. It means a lot to me.
Yesterday, I came to know about a devastating news that had happened to a friend of mine. Such a sweet person she is, and her going through such a terrible time! It made me realize that anything could happen to anyone with one flick of a switch somewhere. Fate or destiny or God’s game, whatever you call it, it could happen, changing our lives forever, causing major disruptions with nothing or no one can reconfigure. I want to hug my life and say thanks for not crushing me with its rudeness. Yes, there are a few, well more than a few, broken pieces inside me. But I am doing all right. And I would rather continue this way than having a perfect life only to get crushed completely sometime later.
I hear people complaining more, forgetting the blessings, even the sort of blessings that majority of the crowd is eagerly waiting for. I feel sorry for them, truly. We need to say thank you, even if nothing majorly happy happens because even with all the chaos we are good, we have something to look forward to, something to complain about, something to wake up tomorrow to.
We have a life worth living, worth thanking. If only we realize how simple the problems we face today are! If only!