There have been a recent string of deaths of people who in different ways touched my life. Some weren’t people that I new well, but I interacted with each of them in different ways.
A couple of them have died so young. It really made me think about how important it is to to make the best of my time here on earth.
Life is a tender delicate string of reality that we cling to.
I heard someone say, “We make the most out of our time when we have the least to spare.” That is true for me. When I only have a few minutes before someone is coming over, it’s amazing how much I can quickly get done around the house. I used to write daily for 15 minutes. Sometimes I was able to get more done in those focused 15 minutes than the other times when I had an hour or two to spare.
For the past couple of years, I have picked a word for the year. This year my word is intentional. This word coincides with how I have been feeling lately. I want to be more intentional with how I spend my time, with the food I put in my mouth, with keeping up in my relationships with others, and with what I spend my money on.
In life, I don’t want to live with regrets. I want to Be Intentional.