I just finished reading a book I really loved, the book was "The fault in our stars" New York times best seller by John Green. I bought it because I saw a lot of posts in tumblr saying it was the book of the year, and the best book they have ever read. I had no idea what it was about when I bought it. When I read the first page I knew I would love it, I won't say much about it, just that it was a story about 2 teenagers fighting cancer who fell in love. I cried a lot while reading it, because it's a romantic but sad book. I finished 3 hours ago, and when I finished I was thinking a lot.
I thought about all those people who live in fear of dying, people who are sick and they don't know if they will wake up or return from a trip. It must be terrifying knowing your life could end in any second, it must be scary to know you might die, and you might not have done all the things you wanted, or have told the people you love that you do, or have flown in a plane, or get married, or hold your kids hand. I thought about all the sick people's loved ones, it must be a torture see them leaving even to a convenience store, and not knowing what might happen. It must be a joy see them coming back, even if they left for only 3 hours. It must be really painful knowing you will die and you can't do anything about it, and knowing someone you love will die and also you can't fucking do anything about it. Just wait. Just waiting. Just enjoying the last hours or days or months left, because you never know.
A war is about to start or already started in Siria, there are more fighting and wars in other countries, and sadly there will be more. It must be really scary living in a place when a bomb might drop in your house while you're sleeping, in your school while you're in class. It must be really scary knowing someone you love that lives in a place in war. It must be really painful seeing your dad, or brother, or boyfriend, or husband, or even mom, going away for a war. You don't know if they won't come back, and sure you know there is a possibility, there's a chance they won't make it for your next birthday or the next Christmas.
It must be sad being constantly reminding them how much they mean to you, because you don't know if you will be able to say it again. Not because you have to do it, but because you just want to say it 1000 times before it's too late.
I was thinking about these things when I realized something. You don't need to be really sick, or in a war zone to die. You don't need to have someone close to you really sick, or in a war zone, to attend their funeral.
You never know if they might be driving next to a drunk driver, you never know if the convenience store they went to, was being robbed and they got shot, you never know if they had a heart attack, you never know if these things might happen to you too.
We as humans are constantly trusting other people, people we don't know. You trust the other drivers they won't do something stupid, and you drive with other cars, with people you don't know or even see. You trust to cross the street when the light is red, because you're trusting they know that they can't keep going. You trust the pilot in your plane. You trust that the food you just bought won't kill you, because you trust that they have checked it before putting it in there, even though you don't see the people that did that, you trust them. You trust that the school your kids are, have good teachers, that won't let them get hurt, or run away, even though you don't see these teachers outside of school or you don't know the preparation they had you trust them your most valuable treasures. You trust the architect that made your house that it won't fall down, even though he's not the one doing it, it's their workers. And you trust those workers in every building you go to, even it is a old building or a new one, you decided to trust them the moment you stepped in there.
I'm not trying to say, "don't trust anyone, live in a cave, but don't trust the cave". I'm saying people don't realize this, and people fear losing their loved ones when they see the danger close, when it is really happening all the time, in any moment. It could happen at any moment at any time, to you, to your loved ones, to a old man in Singapur, to a young lady in Italy, to a couple in Paris or to a kid in Chile. It could happen a September 11 in the world trade center while you're in a meeting. Or it could happen in Monterrey in a Casino, while you're gambling.
My point is, tell your loved ones how much they mean to you, every time you can. Those 10 minutes you have to make a phone call, call and remind them how much they mean to you, you never know if it's your last day, or theirs, or if you will have them 10 years more or 70. In those parties with your friends, picking up your kids from school, you never really know what might happen next, and even though nothing happens, it will be a joy in their hearts to know that you love them. Take those extra seconds to help someone, to hug a friend, to kiss someone, to tell them how much they mean to you, because you never really, really know. It's a sad and marvelous mystery, that gives us hope of seeing them again, but fear of don't.
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