Back To It

I’m always amazed at how hard it is to break bad habits but good habits can vanish in days.  Take this blog as an example.  Up until our recent move I was blogging every night.  I let myself have a few days off and now getting back to daily blogging is suddenly a challenge.

My Unofficially Adopted Daughter Tarah once asked how I could blog daily.  The truth is that if I don’t do it daily I probably won’t do it much at all.  It has to be part of my daily routine.

So here I am, pulling myself back up onto this pony for another ride.  So much has been happening lately: We finally seem to have made progress on Mr. Smith’s visa.  My Unofficially Adopted Mom moved to Fort Walton Beach and I can’t wait to introduce you to my spiritual mentor Margie.  She is my sounding board.  Whenever I’m unsure about something I bounce my thoughts off her and she balances my perspective and helps me see things from multiple angles.

A few weeks after I got hit by a car and had a good rant a friend of my son got hit by a truck a street away from my own accident.  I can’t stress it enough… PLEASE WATCH FOR BIKES!  He got scraped up pretty badly and once again the driver left without making sure he was okay.  Who hits a 13-year-old boy and drives away?  The police are looking for him… and so am I.

Finally, it’s been hard to focus on much since my friend passed away.  Even tho she’s gone I’ve been spending a lot of time at her house feeding her cat and thinking.  I’ve never lost anyone I was that close to and it’s thrown me for a loop.  I’ve been contemplating life, mortality and all the big questions as I’ve taken time to reevaluate my beliefs.

In the end, nothing in my mind has changed except perhaps a sense of time passing faster and a deeper appreciation for the nuances of daily life.  Even the rainy bike ride days don’t seem so terrible as I find that I’m thankful to be in that moment no matter how uncomfortable it may be.

I’ve slowed down for once and am taking time to sit on Vicky’s porch and remember how much she loved it.  Her appreciation for the things we usually take for granted has sunk into my own soul and I find myself smiling more at sunbeams and taking pause to admire the stars before dawn.  Life is worth relishing no matter how much time we think we have.

It’s not a case of use it or lose it.  It’s use it or never even know it was there.