Waiting for something new. Waiting for something more.
And it was after I realized I was just another player in the waiting game that I asked myself not what I’m waiting for but why. I can’t help but wonder if I’m missing out on living my life by waiting around for something else. Why am I passing the days, weeks, months, years only waiting for a future that may or may not work out as I plan/expect/want? I think I may be coasting through the everyday stuff just waiting for the future and forgetting to stop and smell the roses. Now, that’s not to say that I don’t enjoy my life; I definitely do! I have a beautiful family, fabulous friends, and the kind of life a lot of people don’t have. I’m happy and healthy and I am surrounded by people who love me. My point is: at some point I gave up really living my life in place of waiting to see what will happen.
So today I make a pledge: less waiting and more living. No more waiting around for next week, next month, next year; more enjoying the moments in my day that make me happy. No more waiting for a bigger and better job; more working toward being the best at the job I have. No more waiting to graduate; more enjoying learning new things and meeting challenges head on. Game over.
(Ahhh. I feel better already.)
Categories: life or something like it, matters of the mind
Wow! It took me 50 years to realize that life is what YOU and YOU alone make it. Have you started your book yet!
ReplyDeleteLOVE,
MOM
Carpe diem, Dana, carpe diem. I just hope you will wait for your husband to get home from work to eat dinner!
ReplyDeleteIt is hard to believe this philosophy has taken eight years to rub off on you; be your best at what YOU want, live life to YOUR fullest and relax. And, well, of course, KEEP WRITING.