A swahili saying goes, "kuzaliwa ni bahati, lakini kufa ni lazima." A lady bearing a child, each day her mind is filled with thoughts of her child. Daydreaming of the things they'll share, like late-night bottles and teddy bears. Like first steps and skinned knees. Then comes the first indignant cry and then life begins. Kids are a blessing; and nothing expresses this any better than the face a mother wears when she is handed the gift of enduring several minutes, hours of pain. Kids bring happiness to a home. Kids are the beacon of hope for a better tomorrow. Tick tock...tick tock...life is counting down on your internal clock. However, as cruel as it can get, is meant to be lived. They say you only live once, but I beg to differ for we relive our lives every single day. As the sun illuminates our lives each morning, we are given but another chance to better our lives. Death, the price we all get to pay for the mistake of a single being. It however is not the end....
Because tomorrow isn't promised, we're here to enjoy the good times while pushing our minds to their limits.