might will show what a strange duck I am. This little zentangle is posted on my bedroom mirror and every time I see it, I am reminded of my own mortality and of the fact that I need to make the most of the time I have here because I never know what day might be my last.
I have learned that everything in life is fleeting. Beautiful flowers in the spring and summer wilt and die. Beloved pets cross the rainbow bridge. People we love die or disappear from our lives.
As dreary and depressing as this seems, the lesson I glean from it is to make the most of the happy moments we are given. We should enjoy and appreciate the people in our lives while they are with us. As Elpheba sings in “As Long As You’re Mine” from Wicked (one of my all time favorite musicals), “And if it turns out, it’s over too fast, I’ll make every last moment last”.
I do tend to overanalyze sometimes and to worry about the future. What if this happens? What if that happens? I am trying to be better at living in the moment and enjoying the happy times and not wondering what will happen tomorrow. To paraphrase the brilliant author, worrying about tomorrow’s sorrow only robs today of its joy. Here’s the actual quote:
When the difficult and sad times do arrive, I think it helps to have memories of happier times to help us remember that life is a balance of good and bad. I believe that one day, when I breathe my last , I will be reunited with all my friends and family members who have gone before. Those people live on in the memories they made, and I, too, hope to someday live on through happy memories I make with all those I love and care about. So, to sum it up, make the most of every day and take nothing for granted.