The Frailty Of Life

At the very same time we began living, we also began dying. Some of us more gradual than others but the truth of the matter is our lives will one day be defeated by a thing we call death. Life is frail and each day that goes by our life is weakened by death creeping ever so closely. Life is the one thing that is destined to die. Death is inescapable. One day our very existence with perish. One minute we will be here and the next we are gone.

Last night, Relay For Life sponsored a survivor event by bringing in dramatist, Nicole Johnson. I took my Grandmother thinking it would be a time of celebration through laughter. I was wrong. I didn't even think of the fact that she would focus on the struggles of cancer. All of her reviews were high and the promo video I viewed of her was hilarious. I ended up leaving with one thought, "Life is frail." One blood test, one symptom, one lump-it can weaken this thing we call life to the point of the grave.

Not exactly the event I thought we had in store but I enjoyed time with my grandmother anyway. It was strange though. It was as though the inner parts of our souls connected in a agreeable fellowship. We didn't speak of it but we both knew everyday that passes these moments we share will be less and less and one day they will be no more. One day her life, or maybe mine, will be conquered by that unavoidable force, death. When you think of it, really think of the frailty of life, you just want to hold it while it lasts. Caress it ever so tenderly like the finest porcelain, in fear of breaking it.

Isn't it amazing that death or "The BIG D" as Nicole called it, affects us and our families so dramatically? Death is one moment of our life but robs us of every futuristic hope we had for ourselves! The last breath is taken and we are no more and that one breath puts our whole life in perspective and grieves tomorrow. Yes, life is frail. It must be handled with care, wrapped in love and cherished daily.