Last Friday on a beautiful snowy evening my friend gave birth to a healthy and wonderful baby boy. As I left the hospital that night, the snow began to fall in earnest. The world was magical. It amazed me for a moment how truly gorgeous life really is. It's something that gives us meaning. It's what we live for. These magical moments.
Sometimes it's also just the little things. My life feels like I'm on one of those mouse exercise wheels my girls used to have in their rodent cages. The mice hop on and run, run, run. Not really going anywhere but just round and round in one place. Sort of like me. Up early, off to work. Work, work, work. Go to the gym (maybe), grocery shop, come home, make dinner, fall asleep. Get up do it again. Around and around on my mouse wheel. Yet often there are tiny moments in there that make it all worthwhile. Something as simple as a really good cup of coffee shared with a friend or my afternoon walk where I see something that impresses me with it's simple beauty. Even people when they make me laugh or do something unexpectedly kind. Those things make the day different from all the others and bring meaning to an otherwise average life.
At times I feel like I'm watching life from a window. I see life going on all around me. I wonder, am I doing all I can with my life? Should I be doing more? Do we all feel this way?
Life and death are always present. Each one makes you ponder on your own existance. I enjoy my simple life. Yet at times I do think about what I will leave behind when I'm gone (besides a mess of crap I've hoarded over a lifetime).
Regardless, I'm just thankful for the fact that I exist. I live, I love, I breathe. That in itself is worth something.
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