"Man never treasures his possession until he loses it."
So often I have heard of this lament that this proverb emerge in my zombie-infesting-state-of-mind all of a sudden while entering data in the dull office. A son loses his dad and realise that he had not been communicating with him much before. A man loses his wife only to wish that his spouse would nag at him more. A NS leaver regrets the days that he spent bumping around in his school days, where he used to enjoy the luxury to study in one.
They hope time would turn back once more.
"Taking things for granted."
This is what the majority might explain it with. But this ability is what man are born with - it's in the basic instinct. Initially, it sounds to me as unjust to take things for granted (TTFG). But the more I dwell into the thoughts, I begin to align myself to the TTFG culture. Since the present society and human nature is designed to be such, I would rather enjoy the process of TTFG at the time of incident than to reflect during post-incident with "why didn't I treasure the moments I had earlier? I should not have TTFG!!...."
How to we measure the term "treasure" or "cherish" then? When we always lament that we had not treasured the times until we lose it forever, how do we actually consider it being treasured? Eventually, it will still be gone forever. The pain for the lost will emerge without fail, regardless of whether the times are being cherished or not. It is redundant for such a lament.
I decided to justify "treasure and cherish" as being able to enjoy the process of TTFG, leaving no regrets, although granted things are hard to identify most of the time.. But what more can I expect from it? It is already a grant.
For the remedy to the pain, or rather the prevention, I borrow a phrase from Master Yoda: "learn to let go of the things you fear losing, you must."
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