I thought I may have lost my Kiehl’s facial moisturizer the other day, and my Anastasia eyebrow pencil. Look, when you’re poor, that’s a big loss, okay? God. What have we become? We freak out if we lose or even misplace material things. How many of us would consider it a big loss if our smart phone fell onto the subway tracks? I certainly would! That’s hard earned money right there, splurged on crap I don’t need. I ended up finding my moisturizer and my eyebrow pencil. Third world problem, I know.
How will I handle actually losing something valuable to me? Mainly everything I possess is valuable to me, but I mean the people I love. The people closest to me. They are unique and irreplaceable. Losing any one of them would be a big loss. Why do we put such emphasis on the things we bought with money when at the end of the day, we’re not even going to be buried with them. We’re not taking them anywhere! Why do we care so much. Why do I care so much?
Fortunately, I haven’t dealt with a big loss yet. I feel like maybe I should knock on wood as I say that. I feel as if God hears me saying that and is like, “Oh yeah, tough girl? Take this!” and someone close to me is going to get in some sort of freak accident and die. I’m not arrogant about it, in fact I’m grateful. I’m scared! If I can barely handle the thought of possibly losing an expensive facial moisturizer, or an expensive article of clothing, or makeup, or even my AirPods, how the hell am I going to get through the grieving process of losing a loved one? You know, something ACTUALLY valuable?
We’re such slaves to our material possessions that we don’t even know how to act when we’re around other human beings. Can’t go out and enjoy a nice dinner without being glued to our phones! We’re addicted to impressing people we don’t even like, to get even more and more “likes”. We miss out on quality time (that once they’re gone we won’t be able to get back) with those closest to us because social media needs our undivided attention. Talk about a big loss.