How quickly things can change. I've been thinking about the Treyvon Martin case and how quickly that whole family's life changed. Our circumstances the last year have proved how quickly a phone call or a conversation can change things. And I found out today that a good friend just suddenly lost her stepfather this past week in a boating accident.
I truly believe in living each day to the fullest, but sometimes I just don't do it. Lately, I haven't been exercising, I've been feeling bad for myself or just hibernating. (To be fair, I think I have needed some of that.)
I don't have an unlimited time on earth. And for a week, I'm in a brace and a prescription anti-inflammatory and no exercise for a week with a sprained MCL. But I'm grateful for the time after that and every day that my body is healthy, my mind is positive and my future is bright. I need to remember to live each day to fullest--emotionally and physically--and be very, very grateful for it.
(And, I can't wait to write about the trip to Jamaica, the unlimited food and drink, the skiing and paddleboarding, the gorgeous beach and the blast we had on banana boat tube ride behind a motor boat with my family that resulted in the bum knee).
Perhaps part of gratitude is imagining the worst and then realizing that even in our darkest days we still have it pretty good.
ReplyDeleteBe well friend.