Life's Fatal Gift

If our lives are a succession of trivial pursuits how come we still hold onto our lives as though life were the most precious gift?
Let me briefly write from the life of a king. Albert I of Belgium.
Born Albert Léopold Clément Marie Meinrad in Brussels, he was the fifth child and second son of Prince Philippe, Count of Flanders, and his wife, Princess Marie of Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen. Albert grew up in the Palace of Flanders, initially as fourth in the line of succession to the Belgian throne. Under normal circumstances Albert didn’t stand ghost of a chance to sit on the throne. However, the only son of his uncle, Leopold II, died as a child, and Albert's older brother, Prince Baudouin of Belgium, who had been subsequently prepared for the throne, also died young, Albert, at the age of 16, unexpectedly became the Heir-Presumptive to the Belgian Crown. We are connected and it gives life dimensions that are incalculable.
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Life sucks and also throws surprises that none may predict. Dame J.K Rowlings was once on welfare but now with the life’s ambition fairly in her grasp with the runaway success of Harry Potter series, do you think she was meant to settle for anything less? Her difficulties were as with any other of not connecting with what life signified, on a proper footing.
Our lives are a succession of trivial pursuits and in that linear progression from one day to another there is something exponential that catapults some to higher plane. Since examples of millions of lives show such a higher ground are we not living far below our full potential?
Tailspin: In the case of the author of Harry Potter I said, ‘life’s ambition fairly in her grasp’ and let me explain. Unless she tries next her hand to produce something better than Harry Potter what she is? A has been. Life prompts you to set still higher goals as long as you are able. We shall not have plumbed our full power till Death stops us from trying.
benny