Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Through the years. I've wondered what to do with my life. Yet I never knew what is the point of life.
Looking for it, I noticed that it is pointless to look for a point in one's life. However, the question remained unanswered, what is the point of living? I wondered, for days, weeks and months. Until I realized that my point of view wasn't getting me anywhere. Why not instead change my attitude towards life. Instead of looking for a point to it and not just enjoy the ride? What if the point of it is to enjoy it, or better yet, there is no point, but it just feels good to enjoy life? As a result of this new philosophy, I started shaping my present and my future, for I would do everything in my power to maximise fun.

Taking this new outlook in life changed everything. For what I valued changed,in some aspects, while in others I realized how important were other things in life. The first realization was of course, I want to be happy. Secondly, I wondered, what provides happiness? And it wasn't really materials that provided it. Though they supported happiness, materials alone are worthless. What did however, was being around my parents, my siblings and friends. That is what was important. Just having positive thoughts, while engaging in conversation with them. For example, over the summer I was back home with my parents and siblings. My usual day start by waking up, usually my sister knocking on my door, telling me that breakfast was ready. I would dress up a bit, and go downstairs where my mom would greet me, and treat me like a King, while I would go and hug her. As I walked towards to the table, my Dad was sitting there, he'd greet me too. We would then talk about stuff and laugh, while eating delicious breakfast that my mom would cook. We had eggs, hash-browns, sausage links, pancakes, milk and OJ, etc. All the good stuff. My siblings would be there as well, and all in all we had a great family breakfast. I love those times.

Sadly, as I'm away for college, I can't help but regret the times when I didn't maximise happiness. The time I had discussions with my parents, the times I fought with my siblings. It hurts to remember I didn't squeeze every single drop of every family experience. But nothing hurts the most as the memory of me trying to leave for college, looking for something, not knowing that happiness was always back home. Sometimes I wish somebody had told me this would happen, sometimes I wish I could go back in time and do things perfectly, but there is no such thing, there's no going back.
I am however glad, that now I know! I think it's a good thing to realize this at my fairly young age (22). And now, instead of striving for excellence, I strive for happiness. It is my firm belief that happiness brings excellence in the people