Cherish and breathe.

I do not know if this is really the season of deaths but it is indeed proving itself to be.

For the past 3 months, people around me have encountered deaths in their families or friends and i have been attending wakes so often till it scares me to receive msgs late in the night on my phone.

Explaining something about me is always complicated but i am gonna try.

I have morbid thoughts quite often. Thoughts that needs parental guidance when spoken but i will try to assure you that i am not psychotic... *ahem*.

BUT.. I feel emotions easily as well. Emotions when it comes to death. Maybe because i knew what it was like when i was 7. That was when Papa died.

There was once I attended a funeral of a 17 year old girl. I was only 14. I didn't know her but was going there to support my friend who knew her. And man... that day i surprised myself and my friend.

I cried buckets. Literally buckets. It was as if i was the late girl's best friend.

I cried maybe because i heard the wailing of her parents when the coffin was going through the incernarator. I cried hard maybe because i remembered how it feels when i was 7 and despite being young, I never shed a tear even though he was my dad. And it was perhaps coming all out. I really don't know why i cried.

It only made me realise more and more how precious or fragile a life can be. Especially now when I have attended these wakes recently.

Everyone knows death is inevitable. It may just be me lying motionless without breath tomorow, no one knows.

All we could do as mere mortals, is to embrace life fully for what it's worth. Dance like no one is looking, sing like no one can hear you and love like you have not been hurt before.

When we learn to give thanks for the little that we already have, it gives us the more we didn't know we do have.

Forget the pettys and cherish those who matters.

You will definitely breathe alot easier. :)