I\u2019ve been watching Ngeno\u2019s last moments\u2026 <\/p>\n\n\n\n
and all I can do is sigh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One second you are smiling wide,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Laughing from memes and posts,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Replying to comments and calls,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Making bookings like tomorrow is promised. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The next second\u2026 time isn\u2019t yours anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Death doesn\u2019t negotiate, It doesn\u2019t text ahead. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It doesn\u2019t wait until you\u2019ve fixed the mess, said the unsaid, or finally started enjoying the life you built.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It shows up even when you\u2019re at your happiest. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Even when things feel peaceful. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Even when love feels solid and safe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That\u2019s what stings the most, it doesn\u2019t care how good the day was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And when it arrives, your mouth closes for good. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
No final explanation, No last plea. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
No \u201chold on, I\u2019m not finished yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s brutal but if we\u2019re really honest, it\u2019s also the clearest teacher we get.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because we already know with total certainty that one day we stop breathing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Yet so many of us still choose to play small. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still shrink to fit other people\u2019s comfort. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still chase likes from strangers who\u2019ll scroll past our obituary in three seconds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We know the clock is ticking, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
and we still hold grudges like trophies. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still stay silent when we should speak. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still compete instead of connect. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still postpone the things that actually matter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We act like \u201cone day\u201d is guaranteed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Like there\u2019s a backup version of life waiting in the wings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There isn\u2019t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When the end comes, the filters disappear. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The pressure to look perfect vanishes. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The opinions stop mattering.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
All that\u2019s left is how you actually lived.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Did you love people without keeping score? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Did you let go of resentment before it poisoned you? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Did you try, really try even when your knees were shaking? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Did you show up for yourself when no one was watching?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Most of us get fewer than eighty trips around the sun. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fewer than eighty quiet mornings. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fewer than eighty chances to say the real thing out loud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Some don\u2019t even get close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So why are we still rehearsing? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Why are we saving joy for later? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Why are we living like we\u2019ve got a spare life somewhere?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This isn\u2019t practice. This is it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Call the person you\u2019ve been meaning to call. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Start the thing you keep pushing off. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Say sorry \u2014 mean it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Forgive \u2014 for real. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Rest without guilt. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Laugh until your stomach hurts. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Buy the damn flowers. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wear the outfit you love. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Take the picture. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tell them how you feel all of it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because one day someone will be watching your final moments too. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And they\u2019ll sigh the same way I\u2019m sighing now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
While your heart\u2019s still beating, while your voice still carries, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
while your arms can still wrap around someone\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Live.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not perfectly. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not without fear. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Just fully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Please. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Live.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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