This I Believe

Alyxandra - Healdsburg, California
Entered on March 19, 2007

This I Believe The Answer to Life

In these past few years of my short teen life, I have come to the conclusion of life, the answer to everything, a prophecy of philosophy, and this is what I believe. I believe life is what you make it. So make it good. So often, I see people overstressing themselves, and complicating the simplicities of life, making their day querulous and crotchety, just because they are experiencing the slightest of dilemmas. I do not comprehend why people squander away their times, continuously worrying, moping around, and agonizing absolutely everything. There is no need for the obsessive anger. Why take life so seriously, it isn’t permanent.

During my elementary school childhood, my whooping obstacle was getting across the monkey bars on the jungle gym. Now days my problems have increased, and I only wonder if they are going to continue to grow. I know that I am probably going to come to some type of problem when I reach adulthood, but I believe that if I don’t stress the small stuff, it won’t be chaos.

I have realized that people in this day in age are very uptight and exasperated. Cursing has seemed to replace the forgiving words, and exhausted is the new energized. I have noticed that driving on the freeway is like plummeting through a ring of fire. People are always honking at the massive crowd and screaming where no one could hear them. I often ask myself, where is everyone going and why are they trying to get there so fast? Can’t we just coast for a while? Does it really matter if someone is going five miles an hour under the limit?

People are in a hurry to get things done. They don’t know why, but they are always racing for the intangible finish line. No longer do people stop and appreciate the little things in life. Like the crystal water trickling down a path of Mother Nature’s polished stones, or the crash of the mellow tides against the sandy shore, as the orange sun sets along the diamond-like blanket of water.

I came to this conclusion when my step dad John died when I was twelve. He was an extremely stressed man, I observed, and because of this he died younger than he should have. He filled his life with laughter and joy, but always flipped out over the smallest of challenges. The doctor stated his death as a different medical problem, but I know it was the way he chose to live. He chose to live yelling at the traffic, and pouting at the job demotion. I believe that nervous tension ages you quicker, and those who remain chill stay young.

I believe that if people were to take a detour from their busy schedule and appreciate the picturesque rainbow arching from east to west, or the scent of morning air, people would be much happier. Life is what you make it, and this is what I believe.