Of Death and Flowers

I received a bouquet of flowers yesterday and here’s what I heard from a colleague:

“Flowers’ll just die anyway!”

Yes – I am well aware that flowers will eventually wilt and die, but nevertheless I accepted it. There are many things in this world that will perish over time, and not just flowers. Death is inevitable but it should not be something one has to despair over, because despairing over death is like despairing over life. One cannot stop death for it is a fate sealed from the moment life was born. Death cannot be stopped, but it can be delayed. The same goes for life. It goes on, and only you have the ability to make the ride worthwhile.

Say you were a flower of your liking: if you knew what your fate will be – and that is to be picked, arranged, then to wilt in the end – will you stop yourself from growing and blooming into what you were destined to be? Will you allow yourself to wallow in fear and reject the opportunities stored after sunrise?

My point is to stop numbering your days. Convert the inevitable into inspiration. Smile more and live each day to the fullest. Plant a seed of hope and happiness in the hearts of millions, the way flowers cause a smile, even if it’s only for the moment. Don’t let the vines of death hinder you from blossoming.

I placed the flowers in a delicate vase I found. A petal fell off.

Yes – flowers will die, and so will us humans.

But we bloom anyway.