The Purpose of Life

At some point during the day there is a struggle to take a breath and to move on to the next breath, but you do. You breathe as if only to reach the next minute, and somehow you manage and take that breath. Then that one breath leads to another and before you know it an hour has passed by. Then you take another breath and then it is time to sleep and wake up, to the next day to do the same all over again.

Ever sit back and wonder where
have you been, where are you now
or where are you going?

Life is hectic and very strange.
And in some way, shape or form
we are all the same.

Different lives, different stories,
different races, different genders,
yet still we all have the same agenda.

Spouses, children, family and friends
they all have such a valuable place in
our hearts and at the same time even if
in a small way they can tear it apart.

Good times, bad times, sad times
we all have them and guess what
we always will.

Holidays, traditions, birthdays, and seasons
they come and go how many of them
are remembered as each year passes by.

One day you look back and say the purpose of life is...what?

You realize how much was left undone,
how much we should have said,
how much more could we have heard, or
even things that should have never occurred.

Life is good, life is bad,
life is whatever you make it,
life is living in which ever
way you choose it.

Look around. Someone out there is thinking this very minute about all the things that still have to be done with every single breath that needs to be taken. Somehow you manage to get through the day whether good or bad and know that tomorrow is just a wink away. That is the purpose of life.