One more year…
To lose the job that gave success, to lose the supporter that provided love and bread, to lose the family who promised never to leave. To lose the reasons for living.
One more month…
Fallen from the glory that once was enjoyed and taken for granted. To be taken from the top to the bottom so quickly can give one whiplash. But, survival is still key, so continue on, my friend. Continue on.
One more week…
The struggle never ceases or eases. The constant threat of starvation, disease, beatings, the elements, and neglect. How pitiful, to be at the mercy of the society that slows for no one. At the mercy of the people who turn their nose up at you and shuffle on their way. Pitiful.
One more day…
The temptation to succumb to the pain is overwhelming. Death is constantly calling the name of a weak and shameful beggar. These streets are no friend to man, harsh and more hateful than the people who walk them. Continuing this battle seems almost more than any could bear. Humiliation, depression, hatred, disbelief, forsakenness. It’s too much. It’s just too much…
One more hour…
The end is near. It is impossible to deny anymore. Fighting is no longer a viable option. Just a little longer, just a few more minutes to express myself. To leave some form of mark, even if just a smudge on the pavement or a final word on the heart of a passerby. To be forgotten, sometimes it’s destiny.
One more minute…
A harsh world to be born into to, forced to live through this God-forsaken suffering. To try so hard and be denied the shot at life. Instead of glory, success, happiness, I get tears, scars, and broken dreams. What a waste…
One more second…
A breath in, a breath out. To pass on before the prime of life. Just a little longer before I leave. Just one more…
One more second…
These trials and exams that stand between me and my dreams. The end is imminent and then peace will be my companion.
One more minute…
Soon, to see what destiny holds for me, the prime of life is nigh at hand. As I sit here and rip open the letter that prescribes my possible home for the next 4 years. Just one more minute until I know.
One more hour…
So close to the beginning of my adventures. This is the time where I settle who I am as a person and discover all that the world has to offer. The friends who will escort me through my life are nearly here. The men and women who have wisdom for me wait to welcome their students.
One more day…
The first date is always the worst, or so I’m told by many friends. What will become of me as I meet this lovely gentleman and start a possible lifetime with him? Nerves are tense as I pick out the best possible dress to make the best possible impression. Who knows what the future holds and I, for one, am excited to see.
One more week…
The snowy white, silky piece of fabric hanging in the closet stares back at me. How have I come this far? To think that a mere 25 years ago was before I was here. The success I have managed to create for myself is unbelievable, and now I will have someone to share it with. While there is still so much more to accomplish, to just take time and think of the possible future is nearly overwhelming with all the possibilities.
One more month…
The pinnacle of my success is nearly here. The child that I am soon to bear will be named after his father, who was named after his father. There is no accurate way to describe my excitement and all the joy he will provide to me. To be able to finally hold the little boy I have dreamt about many a night. How have I managed to come this far? I have been blessed far beyond my comprehension. A degree, a husband, a job, and now a child… What shall I be blessed with next?
One more year…
As I look around at all of the successes I’ve had, I can’t believe how far I’ve come. With children, grandchildren, promotions, Ph.D.’s, a home of my own, there seems to be nothing that was denied me. Joy is not always easy to come across, but I have found it in my own time. The years have escaped me, but they have always been my constant companion. I wish I could have even more to enjoy. The future is never decided until it is… If I could have another lifetime, I would not change a single thing about it. If I could have one more… Just one more…
Author’s Note:
One thing I have been challenged by since being in college is how every single person is focused on the future. It is so easy to think so hard about the future that we forget to live in the present. I was even challenged with that when I was writing this, thinking so hard about if I want to publish it or not. I want to challenge everyone with this piece to live in the moment because it is the only thing guaranteed and, if you don’t, you’ll be left with wishing you had just one more.
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