One learns to live for the moment when a volcano looms nearby. Truthfully, no one really knew of it was going to erupt any time soon but without so much as saying anything to anyone else, they all agreed to stay where they were. This was their home after all and a pesky volcano wasn’t going to make them leave.

The people on the island had a different way of thinking then others, though. Why hold back what they were thinking or how they felt if they knew that at any moment an eruption could happen and they would all be reduced to ashes.

The island was an honest place. Filled with love and understanding. Apparently, when death hangs above your head you find it in yourself to forgive easier.

Lovers embraced more passionately. Not hiding their feelings or pretending they didn’t exist. Kids ran around laughing loudly, not afraid to be quiet. Of course, when somebody was angry that would make an appearance as well but not having to hold it back and let it fester until it became unbearable often made the ugly feelings melt away.

It seemed that, although, they would die at anytime the people of the island knew something the rest of the human race did not.

That life is right now and if you aren’t living it to the fullest you weren’t truly living at all.