OF TREES AND FOREST (First of two parts) I was asked a pretty interesting question a couple of weeks ago — do I ever think about my mortality? It is more than an interesting question actually, it is a deeply philosophical query. At some point we all reflect on our own mortality. This is one of the many things that we all share as human beings.
We know that our time on this earth is finite. Everything comes to an end. It is this profound realization that forces us to come to terms with our purpose as a human being and the meaning of our lives.
My answer to this profound question is an equally complex yes and no. Yes, because I have thought about my own mortality. In some instances, I have thought about my death when I read several social media posts that I have already died numerous times! I remember someone excitedly approaching me, “Ser! Buhay pa kayo!” But I also think that age is a state of mind.
The number that we refer to as our age is simply that — a number. Your real age depends on how you feel and more importantly, how you live your life. I have met people in their 30s and 40s who look like they are already 60 years old.
In contrast, I have seen senior citizens who act and feel like they are in their teens. It is a classic case of mind over matter. In my case, I feel like the Manny Villar who was just starting out as an entrepreneur in 1975 — full of vigor, excitement, and life.
Today, I wake up early in the morning with the eagerness of a young boy about to.
