Life is short. Life is fragile. Life is unexpected.
And we waste much of it on worrying and complaining. In the end, we mourn lost opportunities, lost time, lost joy.
I don’t know when our final days on this earth will coalesce, but I do know that I want to cherish every moment.
Life is precious. Life is glorious. Life is a gift.
I’m thankful for the reminder to take each day as it comes. The future isn’t promised. As constant as the sun is to rise, that’s my cue to get up and move forward with the hours before me. I don’t know when the hours will cease, but I don’t want to live my days worrying about that.
Instead, I’m going to hug extra tight those who matter most. I’m going to love fiercely and fully without fear. I’m going to choose to be present-minded instead of future-minded. I’m going to cherish moments and memories instead of “waiting for something better,” no matter the circumstance. I’m going to be grateful.
As cliché as it is, there is so much to be thankful for. And there are ample opportunities, reasons, possibilities – like leaves on a tree. Blessings abound in droves all around us.
I’m choosing to be content no matter the circumstance because life is too short to be complaining about what comes next or what happened yesterday.
Every breath is a gift, friends. Let’s cherish it.