The so-called...fruit of life

If I were a coconut tree,
have I borne fruits?
How delicious and for how much?



I have read this article from a father that celebrated his 27th birthday here on earth. At his age, he found a bountiful life through his family.The unconditional love that gave him to keep on going. In his year,he did not want a lavish gathering. Instead, he holds to the idea of spending his life worth staying and yes, worth remembering.He expressed those memories of his life so vividly. Through to that, I have learned to appreciate life to its fullest and even to its ugliest. The writer talked about the bountiful message about a celebrated birthday. That, it could not be found to its lavishing food in the table. We have for instance better to look at the big picture. I have celebrated those birthdays joyfully. The presence of my family and the people that loved me made it extra-special. Really it was. Year after year, I do learn from them. (so much for the drama).

I treated those once in a year event a time to check on myself. I even started to rewind those triumphs, rejections and good things that turned out to be a bad one. Before I even count sheep’s at the end of the day, I see to it that I have the chance to recap my day. For once, to celebrate a birthday sometimes is a challenge, a test. For how long you have been doing your thing, what are the things you have done to make your life even worthy? Those questions hunt me. Believe me.

It is hard to bear fruit. I certainly agree. Like in our lives, its hard to be successful, we even have to be the strongest, defeated and for quite sometime the weakest. No amount of money can ever pay our happiness. Every fruit that have been bore is a blessing.

Thus, we only live once.
The bearing of those fruits depends on us.
We may have a company to call on.
A so-called material thing to depend on.

However, how it is so nice to work hard to bear a fruit that we can claim ours.
I bet you know what I mean. In addition, its time to work on it.

Have a happy change.