When it’s my turn to die I wonder how I’ll take it…and what lengths I will endure to extend my time here on earth. If I’m lucky I won’t want to see it all end…but I will go with understanding and thankful resignation for everything I experienced. (Even the bad sh*t.)
The reality is that no matter how much I try to “get it all done” I will never finish all I hope to see and do. Life is forever changing and growing and expanding and each new twist brings with it opportunities that weren’t visible before. (That’s when I think, “Ah-ha! Wouldn’t it be great if…”)
I get the whole “be open to possibilities” thing now because if we have the patience to ride out the storms and we don’t micro-manage our preferred outcomes some truly amazing beginnings can come our way.
The Moral…at least for me:
I must not waste the time that I have left. I must not waste this day waiting to do the things I dream of accomplishing because I’m worried they may never come to pass.
I will never accomplish all of it…but I can begin to step forward and hope that I will see many of my beginnings reach their proper end. And those that are left unfinished when I’m gone? Well maybe they’ll be the beginnings for people who are still here.
