By Livy-Elcon Emereonye
The greatest thing in life is the gift of life, little wonder a chapter closes when someone dies.
Life is a process of strife: from conception through birth to death is a continuum of struggle for survival — the survival of the fittest.
To breathe in and out is not a mean feat, and if you are in doubt, see those on oxygen or ask their caregivers.
The free things we enjoy might actually be the most expensive things anyone can think of.
Sleeping and waking up unaided may look simple until one encounter sleeplessness. Insomnia can make the night too long, with every second harbouring multitudes of demons.
Going to the toilet and every day might be considered a routine, but someone who constipates and stays days without pooing might have a different story to tell. Anal tag or fistula is not what anyone can wish for his worst enemy.
One with a good dentition that can chew bones and nuts might not know what individuals with holes in their teeth go through in a day.
The one who urinates peacefully might not understand what people with dysfunctional urethras and ureters pass through just to urinate.
With functional eyes, one might be ignorant of the dangers blind individuals face.
More than our possessions, our lacks make us appreciate our existence the more.
It’s common that those who have tasted two opposing powers are modest and would see life from a broader perspective.
What we encounter would last longer than what we hear or read about, but some things are better imagined than encountered.
Life is not what we think. It is a mixture of ups and downs. Our expectations might not always be met. Our dreams might not ever come through, but be thankful and kind if you have a modicum of good health.
Regardless of age, sex, class and status, we face challenges and feel pains.
Life is not funny. Our existence is not a bed of roses. Nature attends to everyone.
As you live and move about, don’t be too proud or arrogant; compete with no one even if you own the world — the world of six-foot that might be denied at the end.
In the final analysis, life is nothing and nothing counts.
#ELCONISM
