Last week, I experienced one of the worst days of my life that I'll ever care to admit.
Never thought that such a day would come, but I guess that's how time works. Its one tricky little bitch as it passes by without one ever realizing that so much of it has already passed.
As ironic as it sounds, death is one key milestone in anybody's life. As much as we want to spend our time with our loved ones while they are still around, we also have to balance it with spending time on what we love to do.
Often, by doing so, our body takes a toll and we end up shortening our time spent on earth. We end up hastening spending time on our loved ones and our body takes a further toll. Sure we can use that time to spend doing "healthy activities". But, how often does one carry out a meaningful conversation while being out of breath?
A session with the JC rugby boys was rather refreshing. We all agreed that we are at the point in our lives that time is constantly fleeting. We also agreed that the time set aside for the ones means dearly to us was only set aside because we knew it was worth it.
So, how do we know it's worth it?
