I’m supposed to be on my way to work right now. I have a lot to do. Like a lot. Instead I’ve chosen to stop and sit by the water for a bit.
I haven’t stopped to breathe for a little while. Rushing around without giving any thought to my movements… I’m gifted in the art of losing sight of what’s important.
I recently heard someone encourage others to “savor life.”
I liked that.
The more years that pass, the better and more fully I understand that life can be hard.
It’s complicated. It often doesn’t pan out just as we planned.
There are days of springtime. Euphoric perfection. Seasons when life is really killin it.
And then too..there are months of winter.
People come into our lives and people drift out. We forge incredible connections with people, while others let us down or hurt the deepest parts of us.
There are moments we can all pinpoint that we wish we could forever freeze in time.
The moment I got a glimpse of snow capped mountains over Idaho from the dark and quiet cockpit of a 737. My first trip working as a flight attendant.
The hours I spent on the cliffs of a quiet harbor on a chilly day in Newfoundland, Canada.
Walking late into the night along the Seine. Oh Paris.
Singing loud in the car with my sister…laughing til we cried.
Then there are those winter moments. Moments and times I was desperate to escape.
The time my college boyfriend took me to my favorite Tennessee lake only to break up with me.
The moment doctors made me aware my outlook was uncertain as I laid in a New Jersey hospital.
2004, the year when tragedy seemed to be around every corner. Loss became a constant for a while.
Life is crazy.
I know there are more European adventures ahead of me. I know there’s more heartache ahead of me. There will be times of music and dancing and roadtrips and romance and laughing and tranquility. There will be times of loss and pain. Hopefully there won’t be more times of West Nile..but hey, life is crazy.
I wanna do more life savorin’. The good, the bad, the pretty, the ugly.