I’m not young anymore, but I’m not old either. I’ve lost some of the most important people (and pets) in my life. I’ve been there for the birth of two of the most important people in my life. I’ve loved deeply. I’ve hated with a passion. I’ve cried tears of the sweetest joy. I’ve wailed with tears from a deep and painful place. I’ve said hello and goodbye and see you later.
There’s something about standing a couple months away from 40 that’s opened my eyes in a whole new way. I’m so fortunate to have made it here because so many don’t. I had a tooth pulled today that not too many decades ago could’ve killed me eventually. Instead, I’m just sitting on my couch slowly eating an avocado.
Living a good life doesn’t mean that you’re going to be exempt from pain. No one is. If you don’t ever let your heart get broken, then you weren’t using it right if you ask me. Love each other. Be kind to strangers. Find a higher meaning for yourself. Sit in quiet stillness a lot more often then you probably do. Laugh as much as you can. Hang out with little kids and watch them explore the world. Be there for a friend when they’re hurting. Ask someone living in their twilight years to tell you their love stories. This life is going to end so make sure you live it while you can.