My initials are MESS, Mia Eva-Stina Salminen. Perhaps that’s why many aspects of my life are a mess. A messy home and a messy mind. Or maybe it’s only a coincidence that my initials are MESS. I take my initials with humour.
I’ve had a lot of other things on my mind, so I haven’t had the time to think about what to blog. Now I have the cold. My mind is a jumble of thoughts that I can’t put into words. Then I have many interests that make my mind a mess. Try to write a blog post about a single subject when you want to cover a lot of ground in one post.
So my name is MESS when it comes to my whole name’s initials. Luckily, no one has realised and nicknamed me mess 🙂
What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?
Writing Daily Prompt
Quoting, Who Wants to Live Forever, A song by Queen. I don’t think I will have a long life. I think it has to do a lot with your genes and not with how healthy your life is. Some people die without having to do much, and then some people smoke and drink alcohol but still live a long life. None of my relatives have lived to their 90s. Except for my Dad’s half-sister, I don’t know if she’s still alive. Her kids don’t tell me anything. She was at least 91 years old in 2023.
My big sister died when she was 10 due to illness in 1983. My Dad’s mother passed away at 81 in 1989, and my mum’s mother died when she was 86 in 2003. She had a stroke and lived in a retirement home for 10 years before passing away. Mum died when she was 68 from cancer in 2013. Then, my Dad died at 79 of pancreatitis last year. On March 8, it will be a year. I don’t think I’ll have a very long life. I wouldn’t know what to do with the life I’ve been given. One thing is for sure: the world will be different in 30-35 years. You don’t know how much life you got because anything can happen. I wouldn’t want to live forever. There are enough problems in the present.
I think I don’t want to look further than what might happen this year or in a couple of months. I always try to be careful in anything I do. You can’t choose at what age you’re going to die. Your life can end in a blink of an eye, or you might be lucky enough to live a long life. Even if you’re careful, you can still meet bad luck, so you never know. You can only hope for a long life, but nothing is certain. Death will come no matter what. Life is for the living, and you should be able to live it the way you want. As long as it doesn’t disturb others, you might get a long life if you want it. Try to get along with others, and you will avoid many problems.
Today, it’s 11 years since my mother died. It was 2013. I started this blog in January of the following year because I wanted to write down my thoughts. Some people meditate; I write. Writing has always been my way of expression. Before, it was a diary; now, it’s a blog. I couldn’t meditate, trying to empty my head from thoughts. I’m an introvert, and my mind won’t stop thinking even during the night. Sometimes, it feels like no one cares what I write, but I still do it. It’s a bonus if someone likes what I write. Blogging should be fun, and what else to do than write about the things you like to do or things you want to share. Since my parents have passed away, who else should I tell my thoughts to, if not through blogging?
Next year, I have to remember my dad’s death day, too. Time goes fast when you think about it. Life must continue, but never stop remembering the good things that were. My parents taught me many things that are still useful to me, and I’m grateful for that.
In my world 