Over the past few weeks a few of my friends have either had loved ones pass away and/or go through some sort of trauma, as well as yesterday was the 5 year anniversary of my grandma's passing. This all has had me thinking a lot lately about the life that we've been given and the days that we have.
I've been putting off this post throughout the week because I wanted to gather my thoughts together before I wrote it. Well, last night it hit me that I think this one is meant to be a little different than my usual; no plan laid out in my head, just me and my fingers typing away on the computer keys.
Have you ever stopped to think what it would be like to miss out on a day of your life? I'm not saying thinking about if you were to pass away, I'm just saying miss one day in time. For example, today is the 12th - what if the next thing you were to recall was waking up on the morning of the 14th with no memories from the day in-between. I honestly have not...until recently that is.
I at times feel like a bad day is the end of the universe.
I at times let days pass by without making the count.
I at times take days for-granted.
But when I stop to think about what I would rather have; a bad day or a missed day, the bad day wins every time. I love life, even with the difficulties, and I can't imagine loosing out on a day of living.
Recent events have just helped make me become more self aware of truly appreciating each day I have. I am trying to "check" myself when I start to get bogged down. I tend to hang onto things and that is when I start to go through motions in a daze. This is what I personally need to work on; letting go and brushing things off. Since I have the days, I don't want to miss out on any part of them.
Have you thought about what it would be like to miss a day?
❤ Nichole ❤