Begining & Ending of Life

Tonight I saw a toddler who just had her 1st birthday on this earthly world.
A little girl who is barely reach your knee cap, is walking unsteadyly, moving left to right as she walks her way through the people. Everyone is brighten up with the babyish behaviour of her. Couldn't speak a single word, there she goes "blah blah ar ar" to one and other as she stumbles her way around. Speaking in her own baby language which none of us could understand. Yet she brings smile to everyone. The smile that connects ALL. Everyone is been turned on by her.

That's the truely pure action with no hidden motive. A begining of new life that what I saw in her. A begining of a long winding road ahead of her. One that's she has to walk and learn her way with each growing moment.

While at my home, I saw the ending phase of a human life. Old, sicken with unbearable pain that most of us couldn't escape from when we reach that stage. Which eventually surrender ourselves to the darkness.

"When there's a begining, there's always an ending."
On the note of that, I'm filled with mixed emotion.