Live It Well


 

After an evening of heavy priestly confessions and a late night of deep sleep, I woke up a bit dazed and confused. For one I ain’t completely woke up yet, even after a hot shower and shave. But the curtains and windows are open, and the crisp cool air is filling my study. My poor old candle has about seen its better days while the sun slowly creeps toward the first windowpane. Then I had to stop writing for a moment to go rescue my stranded adult child that locked their keys in their car.    

Anyway I’m about woke up now after listening to my youngin go on about a mile a minute about them and their spouses five-year-plan. It’s kinda funny to me to hear that sort of thing now considering I’m doing good to make moment by moment plans. If there’s one thing I’ve learn in over 60+ years of breathing, it’s that nothing is guaranteed.

Ten years ago if you were to tell me that I would be sitting here reasonably healthy. When I had five IVs going at once in the Pulmonary Care Unit waiting for surgery. Without the drugs, I probably would have told you, you were crazy. But here I am, no worse for wear. Driving over to my child’s house and rescuing them. It’s definitely food for thought, when laying out those grandiose plans to conquer the world. So live your life and live it well. Don’t let circumstance overtake your peace of mind. Think strategy, think improvement, and don’t allow fear to overtake your mind and tell you, you will fail.    

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