I just lived an entire lifetime in 3 weeks

Wasn’t my lifetime, though. In the pas 3 weeks I’ve been living a metaphorical lifetime and even more, a parallel one.

What do I mean, you ask? Well, let’s start a few weeks ago.

On Saturday 8th I had a baby shower. A celebration of a new life, a new beginning. You can imagine the excitement in the air! Full of joy, laughter and even knowledge (proving that grandmas know better than anyone). We were happy about a life that haven’t even been here yet. (someone may have a different opinion in this matter, but that’s a lecture for another time). So in my subconscious, and after realizing all this 2 weeks later, I was also celebrating the beginning of something. I have no idea what exactly, but something.

Later, on Saturday 15th, I had a wedding. One of my college’s best fiends married his lifetime boyfriend. You can imagine my happiness. And I had the time of my life (or at least a great time I hadn’t have in a very long time). I even have time to catch up with friends and realize I’m ok with the path I chose. Noticing what anyone of them (and me) have done in a short time and being happy about it, is very grateful for the soul. Again, part of a life, something, growing here or in other place.

And last but not least, this weekend. Sunday 23th. I had to go to a funeral. The end of a life. A grandfather’s friend died yesterday and sitting there, supporting and trying to cheer up the mood, made me realize I just lived a lifetime. Something in the this universe just born, lived and died in front of my eyes. And I have no idea what that was. Could be something really important, or really simple, but for my eyes, was important.

I wish I could know what that was. What I just experience. It’ll be really interesting to discuss this. Maybe that lifetime was in a parallel universe. One in which life is shorter, but fuller. So fuller, someone in this reality noticed about.