life...life...life.....

yesterday my husband brought home a load of files and decided to complete his report at home.it was a very hot day. temprature is already crossing forty,and by eight in morning you are drained.he did his work on the p.c. so i and my daughter were feeling like fish out of water.(we dont have our personal p.c.'s)it was a long and boring morning,the morning turned into afternoon and he was still at his work.there was'nt anything good showing on the tv-the day seemed endless.when he took a break for lunch, he suddenly said"it's a short life!".....i was taken back a bit,cos i have been thinking quite the opposite---life is so long and boring--day is so long and boring--morning-afternoon-evening-everything seem so long.
the thing saddened me a bit-this is the difference brtween me and him,he loves life-he loves his work-he is looking forward to the next day,he is so full of life and energy every morning that sometimes i feel i can't cope with it.cos i never greet my mornings,it's not that i do'nt do my work,i send my son to school at seven then my husband to his office at nine but something in me keep cursing the day,why do i have to face it,why does the night end-what do the mornings bring to me--i stubbornly resist the day-refusing to give in-i slump in the chair or the bed or couch ,whichever is nearest resisting action,these are my hours of daily depression,which last till say twelve or twelve thirty,but at that hour i get hold of myself, prepare myself to face another day and jump to my feet and drown myself in the mundane routine of clearing the mess,making beds,then make the lunch-yes making lunch i enjoy-my son can tell what i have cooked tha moment he enters the front door(at two thirty-thirty) and i love to watch him enjoy his meal and for that i'm happy to be alive-wow ....what great purpose to go on-yea but that is the only thing that keeps me going on-to see the smiles on the faces of my children-and i'm glad i have to go through the drudgery of daily routine, cos at least it pulls me o0ut of my daily bouts of depression.
so it's a short life for some and it's a long life for some...