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I recently heard someone say he didn’t buy flowers because they die too quickly, so he bought wine instead.

At first, it sounded like a practical choice. But when I thought deeper about it, something bothered me. The idea that we avoid beautiful things simply because they won’t stay forever made me question how we understand life itself. If we keep choosing things based only on how long they last, are we truly living or are we controlled by our fear of endings?

Everything around us is temporary. Flowers fade. Trees fall. Animals live and die. We, human beings with dreams and hopes, will also leave this world one day. Even planets that look immortal from a distance are slowly aging. Even the Sun, the source of all energy and life, will collapse one day. If everything is destined to end, the meaning of beauty cannot come from duration. It must come from presence. It must come from the way something makes us feel in the moment we experience it.

The beauty of giving someone flowers lies exactly in their fragile existence. They bloom with everything they have, knowing they will not last long. There is honesty in that. There is courage in that. When someone gives flowers, they are not offering permanence. They are offering a moment — a gesture that says, “I know this is temporary, but right now this is pure, this is real, and this is for you.” That is what makes it irreplaceable. Wine may last longer, but longevity does not guarantee meaning. A flower’s beauty comes from the fact that it lives fully and unapologetically, even with the knowledge that its time is limited.

If we start avoiding beautiful things because they are temporary, then what is the point of being human? Should we avoid love because it might break? Should we avoid joy because the moment will pass? Should we avoid living because one day we will die? Every single thing we do is temporary, yet we still do it. We fall in love, we travel, we celebrate, we create memories that will eventually fade. And still, these experiences define our lives. Humanity is not about running away from endings. It is about embracing the journey, knowing that our time is finite, and still choosing to live with depth.

Our limited time on this planet is not a curse. It is what makes us deliberate. It is what forces us to pay attention. Imagine a life where nothing ever ended — where nothing died, nothing changed, nothing needed to be appreciated because everything stayed the same forever. There would be no urgency, no meaning, no fire. Beauty exists because time is limited, and we know that what we are experiencing right now will never repeat in the exact same way again. That awareness is what makes moments powerful.

People who fear endings often paralyze themselves. They hesitate, they avoid, they convince themselves that not choosing is safer than choosing something that might fade. But in the end, they regret the life they didn’t live. Intelligence comes, but it comes too late. By the time they realize what mattered, the moment is gone. And that is the sad irony of life — we gain clarity only after losing the chance to act on it.

Flowers die, but that doesn’t remove their beauty. It makes them beautiful. We die, but that doesn’t remove the meaning of our lives. It deepens it. Everything ends, and that is why everything matters. Choosing temporary beauty is not a mistake. It is an act of bravery. And the people who still choose to witness beauty, even knowing it will end, are the ones who truly understand what it means to be alive.