In the first two months of 2007, I have been to two wakes to pay respects to my friends' parents... I have gone to sit shiva with a Jewish coworker, and I attended a "celebration of life" for the father-in-law of a good friend. Eight weeks... it's only been eight weeks since 2007 started. Such a short timeframe to have witnessed so much loss and sorrow.
I thought I was doing okay... until today, when it hit me. That life is unpredictable, at best, and in some ways, it seems almost cruel. It tore me apart yesterday, seeing my friend who is normally so intensely private, on the verge of tears as he talked about his dad. I was struck by the grace with which he received family and friends... vulnerability mixed with a good dose of strength and courage. It all seemed unreal to me, that someone younger than I could lose his father so suddenly in an accident. That it could all be taken away, just like that.
So today, as I reflected on all this, I resolved not to let it bring me down. Life wasn't being unfair. I reminded myself this is just the way the life unfolds sometimes. I decided I needed to make good on my promise to myself. I would live life without regret... enjoy the ordinary, everyday moments, sieze the opportunities, look for the silver lining, embrace imperfection and learn from past mistakes.
Today I listened to soothing music on my iPod and drank herbal tea. Today I learned some new science. Today I took the time to admire my children's artwork. Today I hugged my family extra tight. Today I made plans to attend a seminar to broaden my horizons and (hopefully) make me a better mom. Today I volunteered to do an important job. Today I took pictures of my life. Today I gave thanks for all I have. Today... today was a good day.