So I've been away from my blog for a long long time. Much too long in fact. Work commitments seem to have taken over every single aspect of my life recently and left me little time for anything else. However, I need to be getting back into this. I need to remember how much I love writing, and how much I wanted this life of being a columnist before anything else is allowed to cloud my judgement.
Now if you're a reader of my blog you'll have noticed already that this isn't my usual fashion kind of post and I'll apologise in advance if this is what you were hoping for.
Yesterday I was in a car accident. A pretty bad car accident and it has dawned on me how close I was to not actually being here and it just makes me question so much. It makes me question why we place so much emphasis on things which are of so little importance and relevance when you look at the bigger picture.
Why do we allow ourselves to base so much emphasis on material items. There could not be anything less important in the world yet we all seem to give such a shit about it all. Mobile phones, and cars, and jewellery, and money, and it just really does not matter. Money makes the world go round, yes. Don't get me wrong I love money, I love earning money, and I love spending it even more, but it's just not the be all and end all of life. Money cannot make you happy. It can buy you temporary happiness yes, but I'd take a lifetime of having little money and being surrounded by all those I love, over a month of being a millionaire.
We spend so long with being concerned what other people think of us, the ways that we should look and the ways that we should act, and the kind of people that we should be. Life is too short to care. Life is too short to worry about how you should or should not live. Why waste time being miserable in a job you hate, or a relationship that is not working when you could be experiencing the exact opposite. Some things come about once in a lifetime, whether that be a particular opportunity to do something you have always dreamt of, or whether it be falling head over heels in love. It happens once, to the lucky ones and you have to grab it with both hands.
I feel like I need to remember what I used to dream of, what I wanted to do and who I wanted to be. Life is just going by at such a rocket speed and I feel like I'm not really experiencing it how I should. Everything happens for a reason. I am a firm believer of that. Nothing is a coincidence. Everything has a cause. We learn from our mistakes, so that we can give ourselves a better future.
And I'm going to stop writing now, and finish with the words of a young woman:
"Everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together"