That fear and insecurity

How should I begin this? The moment when you have lost something or someone very important to you, and there’s no way you will ever get that back; that’s when insecurity and feeling of fear begins. Part of me is scared of losing, of parting from people I love. Sometimes, just sometimes, calculating time also happen. Like how much time left or if this is the last day we could have met, what should I have done. At times, people know duration of life cannot be controlled, but if we are only scared, could things get any better? 

Then there are times that despite all the fear and security, the feeling of love and good memory is so overwhelming and I am just simply happy and living in the moment. It is not holding on to the past, but it is appreciation and feeling grateful for all the good time and bad time that I and the people I know have had together. It is not just anyone’s guess of how long our life span is, but I am holding on to the belief of love and appreciation to keep me going on. Not letting the fear make me worse, but make it my encouragement to keep going. Saying I love you to the people I care about. Dropping a hi to friends who live far away that we have not been in touch for along time. Star t a random act of kindness as much as I can. Feeling good is the best thing in the world. Let try to be in peace. Let nature be the guide.  I am still scared, but I am doing fine. Keep going

on. Imagelog