(Written by tiny phone keyboard...)
It is late and, although weary from work, be it office or home, the spirit is so very alive. So awake. Life and it's mysterious ways can cause one to rejoice at blessings, grieve (or rage) at sorrows, or (more often than not) scratch one's head in consternation. While there is much outside the realm of one's control, there is still accountability for choices made, actions taken, and reactions knee-jerked 😜. (Yea, I used an emoticon, smile, get over it, and read on if you like...)
We are only given one life and, while many say we are only given one chance, I beg to differ. Every day, and often every hour, we are given chances... or choices. With what do we fill those hours, those days? Do we choose to fill them with meaning, savoring the mundane, even, as the gift it is? Is our attitude one of gratitude for the breaths we take? With the right perspective, even the simplest of moments can be treasured - from scrubbing baked-on food from the bottom of a crock pot, to pausing from watering the garden to gaze up at the sky and feel the sun kiss one's cheek. I have found, from experience, that it is in treasuring the simple, the good, the often monotonous, that I find joy in life. While exciting, passionate, and thrilling moments can enrich one's life, I choose not to wait for these, but rather smile over the little things. Giggling with my five year old on the swing is a memory I treasure even more than landing a Piper Cherokee on a Mozambican airfield littered with bullet casings.
My senior year quote from the high school yearbook read, "Go... make your own life extraordinary." Now, years later, while still encouraging others to do so, I believe it is in the heart and mind that one's life can be EXTRAordinary.
Songs touch me, this one above probably more than most. Years pass more quickly as I age. No, I do not want to turn back the clock, but choose to live in the present. Make yours mean something...
