To me, asking what’s the point in believing is like asking why bother. Why try to excel in anything in life? I know better. I know that it will always be worth believing. Everyone’s beliefs can change, but one of the most important belief’s I have is to cherish every moment and live life to the fullest potential because you never know what day is going to be your last.
About eight years ago, when I was only five years old, something happened that I probably didn’t understand back then. When I look back at it, it was definitely a time where this belief was engraved deeper into my thoughts. It was September 11, 2001 and a family friend of mine, Steve Cherry, died in an unexpected terrorist attack. September 11 brings back so many memories for a lot of people but to me the memory was losing someone I knew personally. They had told everyone to remain calm in the building but he knew better. There wasn’t enough time, to get out of the building but at least he could say he attempted to get out. Right before the plane crash, before he even knew what was about to happen, he called his wife, just to say he loved her one last time. About five minutes later the plane “crashed” into the building. Sadly, he died that day.
Before 9/11 happened he and his wife were building a house that they were going to move into. She had told him how she’d always wanted a window seat, so he tore down a wall of the house and built it just for her. Thinking about it makes me smile because it was like he got to show how much he loved her and that he’d do anything just to make her happy. Such small gestures can make people so happy and everyone should take more time doing things for others, rather than worrying about themselves. It could be the last nice thing you’ll ever be able to do for anyone. After the death of her husband, she got re-married and everything was great, until her husband found out he had stage four cancer. I can’t begin to imagine what she and the kids have gone through. They were a great family with not a lot of luck, but this story shows how in a blink of an eye, it can all be over for you.
After this event it makes me want to take more chances, not hold back. I believe in taking chances because if we never did, life would be really boring. Don’t just go from day to day, doing everything the same. Take chances and live large because if you don’t all you’ll ever be able to think about it is what if? What if you did that? What if you took more chances? What if you just had a second chance at life and got to do things differently next time?
I believe we should be trying to eliminate the “what if’s” in life because if we do that means we have better things to look back upon than the negatives or “could have beens”. I believe in leaping before looking, because you might land on the best thing that’s ever happened to you. This I believe.