A First Time for Everything

I have been living away from home for a while now.. But the last week, I have started to realize it for the first time. Not hearing my sisters singing or humming in her room. Not hearing my little sis playing with dolls or doing the usual of a five-year-old. Not hearing the TV on some sport channel, not noticing the smell of dinner being made every afternoon. Most of my friends wanted to leave home as soon as they were done with school, but not me. If I had a choice, I would live with my parents for as long as I could. Not because I am afraid to live alone, but just because of the bond that has grown between me and my family. I am extremely close with my parents, and that's why I miss them so much.

We had a big race the past weekend, so my parents and little sis came through for the weekend. It was a blast to see them again, for the first time in a month if I am correct. Just to hear my little sisters chatter and speaking her imagination in the background gave me a warm feeling. I miss her more than anything. But, that was the first time my parents came to visit me away from home. And then again, came the first time I had to say good-bey to them. 

Our whole life we experience first times. First time you ride a bike. The first time you feel adrenaline. The first time you feel humiliation. The first time you feel Love. The first time you experience a broken heart... Some first times are exiting, and some suck.. very much. But we learn from each and every one, and evolve accordingly. Time goes by so fast, we never know when our last "first time" might be..

Everywhere, we hear the term "live life to the fullest". But it's become such a cliche, that we don't understand the meaning of that frase anymore. We shouldn't live our lives according to someone else's expectations. We should live our lives, chasing our dreams. And appreciate every beautiful thing and person that comes across our path. We should live our lives to experience absolutely every possible "first time" that we can, and not stop for anything, or change your goal for anyone. 

Live your life, so you can be happy.

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