I’ll be clearing out more snow from the driveway today. And then continuing writing that I started last night. Just another day for me, at least for a Midwest winter.
But is it?
Isn’t every day a gift we’re given? Do you know for certain if you get the next day? Or the next hour, or next minute?
I don’t. Which is why we all have to make it matter. To your family, yourself, and others you care about.
Now, I may not be the best at doing that. I’m working on letting go of things in my past I can’t change (which should be easy, since, science fiction notwithstanding, the past can’t be changed).
And doing my best to learn from those mistakes (which to me means not repeating them).
But being the best at everything right NOW isn’t the point.
The point is to try.
And then, no matter how many times we fall on our faces, to never stop trying.
Until next time,