So my Grandfather died last week. He was 92.
After attending the funeral with my family, meeting his old friends, and sharing stories about him, I was confronted with my own mortality. He was lucky enough to have lived well into old age, but the hard truth of life is that we don't all get that far.
A day later, my fathers friend died from brain cancer at age 50.Life is random, and sometimes overwhelmingly so.
There's far too much anger and self-preservation going on in the world today. People are deluded, and obsess over monetary rewards in their lives and material possessions. I realized that too much time in my own life is spent avoiding my family, or being someone I may grow to hate. Many of my friends, including myself, spend hours upon hours trying to 'figure our lives out' instead of simply living them.
Now, don't misunderstand me. It's important to plan for the future, and I'm not advocating blindly hurtling toward something with no thought of what you're doing....but it's extremely easy to overthink what we do, and become caught up in the abstraction of thoughts. Life is too short to be constantly thinking about everything.
When I took my turn spreading his remains on the rose garden in the cemetary, I came to somewhat of a personal realization. That all you really leave behind in this world is the good will you spread around. His wealth and job was of little importance, but moreso was his character and his ability to make people smile. Amongst his friends and family, the most remembered aspect of his being was his hearty laugh, and his appetite for good food.
I'm not sure where I'm going with this, but I just needed to vent a little. Be a good person, and live with principles. Smile, help people, and be humble without pride. It's what you'll really be remembered for. I hope I can live as honorably as he did.