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# <center>Memento mori, memento vivere (remember you will die, so remember to live)</center>
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<div class="text-justify">Last week the great Pepe Mujica, former president of Uruguay, humanist, died, and if there is a phrase of his that I remembered on the day of his death, it is the one that says that “life escapes us minute by minute, and we cannot go to the supermarket to buy life”. Life is only one and it is not infinite, nor can it be transferred, nor can it be bought or paralyzed. Life is short.</div>



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<div class="text-justify">My grandmother Eugenia used to say that the only sure thing we have in this life is death, but before that day comes, we just have to live. And living is not only breathing, living consists of doing the things we like, that we are passionate about, feeling and making others feel, laughing, crying, loving: leaving part of who we are in the things we do and in our environment.</div>


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<div class="text-justify">Just as when we believe that we have plenty of time and we dedicate ourselves to waste it, the same happens to us with life. We stop in banal things, in harmful feelings, in unimportant events and people; and when we realize it, it is time and we did not know where we wasted our time. Thus, when death comes, we did not know in what we lost our life. And the fact is that when we live we must be clear about our priorities and not be indifferent to those priorities.</div>


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<div class="text-justify" >Why does the death of a child or young person hurt us so much? Because they have not lived enough, because there are countless experiences they should have had before they left. As we live, if we have really lived, we will accept death as the last experience that we have yet to experience in that long list of things that we were given at birth and that we should have lived.✔️ To say, like Neruda: I confess that I have lived, is to be aware that we “squeeze” every second of life and make the most of the days.</div>


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<div class="text-justify" >Urgent task for today: while death comes, let's live. For example, in my list of experiences I wish to have before I die, there are still some old ones, but I have also been including new ones in a way to spice up the years. I was reading somewhere that perhaps no one knows if there is life after death, but what we do know for sure is that there is life before we die. And we will all die, but not everyone will have the joy of having lived.</div>

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