It seems like every time I turn around, I hear about another famous person who has finished up their time on this planet and moved on, or about the passing of someone who was close to someone I knew. Sometimes it’s even someone I knew, someone close. There has been a lot of that recently for me, on each of those levels.
I spent a few days at my parents’ farm in the mountains this weekend, having a belated birthday celebration, relaxing and taking in some fresh air and silence. On Friday night, their dog Emma had a stroke, and by Sunday my dad made the decision to put her down.
So. Why this topic? Why now?
We all have a certain number of days allotted to us in this life. We have no idea how much time that is, and what we do with those days is up to us. We can spend them mindlessly waiting for something better to come along, or we can make a choice to actively live. We can love life for what it is, much like Emma; her tail was always wagging, her heart was always happy – she had an amazing 12 years on this planet, and she wagged until her last day.
My challenge for each of us (and for myself) is this:
Love your life. Wag more. Cherish the good, the friends and loved ones, the happiness that you find in small moments. And, if you can’t seem to find a way to love your life, then change it. By making even one small change, finding one small thing to bring you joy, you can change the way you look at life.
We only get one shot at this. Make it count.