Sis Zabrina at Nisaa.ca writes about the only certain event in life - death:

I looked around me and realized how short lives are for all of us. We lived our moments everyday, thinking that we are able to see the next day’s sunrise, or thinking that we are able to ride the train we took daily to school or work, or we are going to make it to the next meeting scheduled by our office, or maybe perhaps winning that critical qualifying game in our soccer tournament next week.

Rarely that we realized that maybe, just maybe, this day is our last day on this earth. This day is the last day we are going to make that train ride. This is the last sun rise that we are going to see. This is the last sip of drink that we are ever going to have. Or this is the last phone call we will ever make to a loved one.

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