On life

"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."
Crowfoot

I don't know what life is, but I know what it's like to feel it almost slip away. And it's not a happy place to be.

So the next time you're outside, stop whatever it is that you're doing and watch the night sky. While you're at it, look for the buffalo or any other animal amid the freshly fallen snow, and take the time to track shadows in the fading evening light.

Because if you don't, you may never know what life looks, feels or even smells like. Which would be sadder than sad.

The greatest tragedy lies not in losing life. It's not living it in the first place.