The Meaning Of Life

by Fallen Angel   Aug 6, 2008


It's the wind in your hair as you walk down the beach.

It's the smell of fresh-cut flowers.

It's the way someone lights up when they smile.

It's the softness in someone's eyes at the perfect moment.

It's the sun, setting on a mountain range.

It's the way you feel when you reach your goal.

Life isn't always about the most beautiful sights, the wonderful sounds, and the delicious tastes.

It's about the little things, because that's what you'll miss the most.

Getting an A on a really hard test.

Warm fuzzy socks.

Laying down for the first time after a long day.

Soaking in the bathtub for an hour, letting all your worries float away.

This world is too wonderful to waste it on silly things.

Like being angry with someone for a dumb reason.

Or not doing something because you are too afraid.

Living isn't just about school and boyfriends.

It's so much more than that.

It's learning to cherish life and sharing it with the one you love.

If you died right at this very moment, would you be happy with the way you left things?

Don't hesitate to try something new, and don't overthink things

Take a minute to step back and look at your life, and all it's hidden pleasure.

The little things often mean the most.

Have lots of friends, lots of fun, and most importantly, appreciate it.

Thank God for what you have been blessed with.

Love your enemies and yourself, because the worst part of life is that it's wasted on the living.

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