Got back late from work a little amused in a morbid, but curious sort of way. So basically my workplace is near an senior nursing home, and I've noticed something very interesting. Since I tend to get assigned to work on all holidays or days close to them, I'll be there overlapping a little into the next day by 30 minutes or so. When Christmas arrives, I'll notice that there would be an ambulance, fire truck and police that arrive at the senior home about 20 minutes or so after midnight, basically 911 emergency. Same went for New Years this year, as well as today, the day after Valentine's Day. The question is, do people stick around long enough to see that day? In the event of Christmas, is parting from this world a gift? Is there someone greater than us that decides this, or does that person hold out with their will long enough to that point? In the case of today, it seems that it's just long enough to make it through the holiday before parting.
It's funny (not the death part) that I notice as I get older, I'm less sure about what I believe in. When I was younger, I always seemed to have a set of things that I always held true in my mind and heart. While I do have a better bearing on what I want to do in life, such as getting better at dancing, getting better at cooking, making music, having a successful and chill job, owning a house, getting married, having track day weekends to have some fun, and teaching my kids well, my entire belief system is probably non-existent.
For example, who remembers when they were a kid that anyone that was way older than them, such as if you were 7 and someone else was 25, they would seem to be all knowing, be good at everything, and could basically be a hero who has no fears about anything in life. Then when you get older, at some point, you realize that they're no different than you, that they have their flaws, and their own fears. In the end, we're all people who are scared, and unsure. Maybe this is a part of becoming more mature and older; Realizing the fact that no matter how sure adults seem to be, it's just a cover for the fears that reside within.
I guess that's also the fun in life. Not knowing where to go, not sure of what to do, and walking in circles being lost. Life itself is a journey, not a destination, mind as well enjoy the path between the cradle and the grave.
It's funny (not the death part) that I notice as I get older, I'm less sure about what I believe in. When I was younger, I always seemed to have a set of things that I always held true in my mind and heart. While I do have a better bearing on what I want to do in life, such as getting better at dancing, getting better at cooking, making music, having a successful and chill job, owning a house, getting married, having track day weekends to have some fun, and teaching my kids well, my entire belief system is probably non-existent.
For example, who remembers when they were a kid that anyone that was way older than them, such as if you were 7 and someone else was 25, they would seem to be all knowing, be good at everything, and could basically be a hero who has no fears about anything in life. Then when you get older, at some point, you realize that they're no different than you, that they have their flaws, and their own fears. In the end, we're all people who are scared, and unsure. Maybe this is a part of becoming more mature and older; Realizing the fact that no matter how sure adults seem to be, it's just a cover for the fears that reside within.
I guess that's also the fun in life. Not knowing where to go, not sure of what to do, and walking in circles being lost. Life itself is a journey, not a destination, mind as well enjoy the path between the cradle and the grave.
