I have been contemplating how to start my blog for more than two weeks now. What will I say? What will all of you want to hear? Is Pat right — will I really become a better writer than him by doing this (just kidding)? So as I was laying in bed last night, saying my prayers, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I leaned over and woke Pat up out of a dead sleep, yelling "I figured it out! I know how I want to start my blog!”
As I was praying last night, I said, "Thank you, Jesus, for a fast day at work tomorrow so I can be home with my family.” Then I stopped and corrected myself, saying, "No, Jesus, thank you for tomorrow." Too often we find ourselves wishing our lives away — wishing days would go by faster, minutes would pass more quickly — and we forget to just enjoy each moment that we are given. Too many people who are near and dear to my heart have slipped out of my life, because I was wishing the minutes away. Recently I have found myself seizing the moment (I never thought in high school, when my English teacher told me to never forget the words "carpe diem," that I would find out 10 years later just how much meaning they really held). I’ve been trying to slow down, to really listen to what people have to say, even if it means I will be late for work or miss my favorite show on TV or if my phone bill will be a little higher this month. I’ve been staying outside just a little longer in the evening so that I can take in the moments that Pat and I share as a couple — even when he is waxing philosophical. After all, who knows when “just the two of us” could become “just the three of us?” Thank you all for following me on my journey to living tomorrow today.
Carpe Diem!