Between Death and Life

I don't exactly remember when I start thinking that life or death is not what I can choose or afraid of; it might begin since I have worked as a nurse.

I have so many memories and different stories from patients. I worked in an Obstetrics/Gynecology department. I just graduated from college back then. Come to think of it, this experience made to think about death deeply.

I could see having a birth and death simultaneously, in the same place, and felt a combination of joy and sadness.

Nobody chooses to get cancer. Nobody knows it would be the last day of their life.

Life is really unpredictable. Even if I am not scared of die right now, I can not indeed say that I will be fine. Honestly, there is no way to be well prepared to end.

So, Only I can do, as everyone says, be grateful for what I have in the present moment, enjoy and kind, because no one promises my tomorrow.

But that doesn't mean to obsess to be happy, merely trying to accept and let go of whatever happened to my life.

I keep talking to myself that I can not hold on my hand anything in the end, so let go.