Ever wondered why most wealth earned through sweat and rocks
by our parents vanishes just like that after their demise? Ever wondered why
most youngsters live a life of one party to the next after they acquire
deceased estates? Does it sum up to any wonder if you see some riches-to-rags
fellas gnashing teeth over their otherwise lost glory of riches? This reality
bites hard as it is hardly possible to become a prodigal child since the very
parents who spent sleepless nights to raise us and accumulate the very property
we wasted are six feet down the grave.
Guys, death is a tragedy and that of a parent has a terrific
volume of gravity as it leaves our hope, emotions, love, focus and sensibility
shaken left, right and centre. Quite a great deal of us are muscle less to inhale
a breathe into the meaning of life considering the devastation.
The aftermath of all this sad jazz gets a real character
into constructive action and lazy bones into destructive deeds. Its either the
hope is all lost or the excitement overtakes the senses for those in the
destructive as opposed to those the
constructive who apparently get composed, eclipse the loss and focus their
determination to get the best of the brighter side of life. This is not as easy
as it sounds as it requires total acceptance, maturity and patience.
Youngsters, we have to bear in mind that whatever parents
raise for us should build us into better, sound and responsible people who can
carry on the same legacy to our siblings. Wasting such resources is a brief
honey moon whose rewards are more painful, shameful and regretful.
Make the most of what we have to become the best in what we
want to live a lasting happiness, pride, legacy thus making parents heroes of
fine, constructive, successful and responsible young minds.
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