Sunday, February 28, 2010
Every Day is Precious
Very wet Sunday, the very last day of February for this year, somehow it feels like the end of February has happened quicker than normal.
Of course I know it is not quicker, it is only my perception, which has changed, and I suppose it is all to do with being in the moment.
Making the most of every second, somehow this has helped me to stop worrying about what will happen.
As if worrying in advance could somehow protect me once it had happened, like some sort of pre-emptive worrying.
It has always been a strange logic but it never held me back in the past from wasting time worrying about what if.
Realise now that stress is not good for me, best to try and keep it to a minimum, which I seem to be managing well.
Somehow this has resulted in me not being worried about each day and as a result they seem to have been flying past.
Very aware that every day is precious and can never be done again, today will never happen again no matter how much I may want to replay it.
Also very aware now unlike last February that I may not see another February, I hope I do but there is no way of knowing for sure.
Mind you realise now that none of us know what the future holds for us or even if we have one.
This realisation makes living in the moment even more important now I fully understand that there are no other options.
One thing is for sure that the end of the year and the start of the New Year do not fill me with dread as they used to.
Used to get very thoughtful and introspective and would make myself have New Years resolutions which I did not believe in and they were usually broken by the 5 of January.
This was in the years before Richie when life was not as good as after I met my darling Richie.
Time became very precious to me after meeting Richie, realise now that trying to hold on to time can’t be achieved and only at a huge cost.
Holding on means you do not fully appreciate what you have, it means you are so focussed on holding on you can not enjoy the moment you are in,
It means living like my mother who worried about everything and ended up not noticing any of the good things.
Do not want to live like she did and do not think that I do, think if there was one thing I learned from observing my mother was that life is there to be enjoyed not endured.
Let us all enjoy the moments now.