Would you rather be happy, die young or live long and lonely?
I have actually lived long and often lonely, so my perspectives for your question may be rather astute. My daughter died young (age 22)–a wrongful death in Massachusetts, and my beloved family was torn asunder because of injustice and gross ineptitude that I have fought long and hard to forgive. Happiness is a state of mind that we, as electromagnetic beings, self-regulate (as one’s mind goes, one’s energy flows). Even in lonely moments, there are blessings and joys to be found. Positive thinking creates positive results, even for those of us who have experienced crushing traumas/tragedies or loneliness.
I personally believe this brief sojourn in materialization known as earthly existence is not the true definition of life, so in that sense your question is a bit moot. The sensual elements of existence (smell, touch, taste, sight, hearing) can provide momentary pleasures if one takes the time to, as is often said, “smell the flowers”… I could have buckled under and gone swimming in the pity pool, feeling sorry for myself, thereby making myself and all those around me miserable; however, I chose to count my blessings each moment in order to make it through the roughest times. Now, in my senior years, I am able to appreciate simple pleasures, such as an old 3-legged dog who showed up on my doorstep one cold winter day and simply forgot to leave, or the wonderful sunsets I see from my window, or the deliciousness of a wild blackberry…
If one does die young, as my beautiful daughter did, there is no end to the energies of that person, for science has proven that energy does not die, but is instead transformed. So I look to find my daughter in the feel of wind on my cheek, in the colors of a rainbow, in the spirit of the dear old bear of a 3-legged dog who found me in a moment of my despair…so living long on this earth simply allows me to be comforted by the exquisite scattered elements of my daughter’s new spiritual caresses. And I SO enjoy the moments of happiness we shared during her 22 years as my daughter as well as the wonderful nine months she spend so near my heart in the womb. When one has faith, loneliness becomes but a stepping stone between moments of bliss.
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