Hey Life, We Should Talk

Dear life,

I think we both know why I am writing you,

we really should have talked sooner.

I appreciate that you breathed yourself into me, (See what I did there?).

My sincerest apologies for not thanking you when I was born,

I was so focused on waiting for my next meal

and trying not to fill my diapers.

We both know how that turned out.

And as a teenager,

there was no need for a discussion.

After all, what could you tell me that I didn’t already know.

Oh yeah, everything.

I can only blame it on an underdeveloped brain,

and an over inflated ego.

My bad.

When I was young, time moved so slow,

I wanted to be older.

Now, it races at a pace I wish would slow down,

given the chance, I would treasure my youth.

But I guess that is Time and not you, that I should be asking.

After all,

you never promised me anything more than the chance to live.

Exploring the world and everything it has to offer, you left that up to me.

I tried to do my best.

Took chances, missed opportunities.

Learned to succeed, accepted failure.

Always wanting more, content with what I have.

It was wonderful and scary, oh so wonderfully scary.

I know our time together is running short, I’ve accepted that,

sometimes we don’t always receive the news we wish to hear.

I will not complain or beg for more time,

it would be futile, and a waste of what little I have left.

For now, you are still apart of me,

I will cherish what was, and what may yet be.

Because of you:

I experienced wonderous things,

I also enjoyed doing nothing at all.

I embraced the beauty all around me,

and witnessed the ugliness that lurks in all of us.

There were times when my heart was full,

and moments when I felt empty.

I laughed so hard it hurt,

and I hurt so much I cried.

I experienced the dawn of many a new day,

and felt alive.

I gazed into the heavenly stars,

and felt alone.

You let me figure out how to live, my decisions my choices,

even at times when I felt I had none, they were there.

I place no blame on others for my mistakes,

and tried to forgive myself for making them.

I loved,

Better yet, I am loved.

In the end, it was and is what I make of it.

Thank you life for giving me the opportunity,

for all this and so much more.

Sincerely,

You know who.