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Sunday, November 17, 2024
I didn't take the lessons I was meant to learn yesterday and put them to use this morning. I frittered my morning away and missed out on the opportunity to witness this within a pre-dawn walk which would have enhanced the experience.
Yesterday, as I walked by an independent retirement living community I tried to imagine what the next twenty years have in store for me. I was grateful for today, yet mindful of the future.
I walked by the town's emergency service base and thought of the calls the ambulances go to. The need to call 9-1-1 in an emergency situation is never a good thing. I was grateful for the moment I was in, yet fully aware that life can change in an instant.
I walked by the Long Term Care Facility and thought of the lives being lived within those walls. The mere fact a person needs assistance to live out their life is sobering. Dad lived out his last years in a facility such as this. Mom fought hard to retain her independence. Other seniors I know well had no choice as their lives wound to a close. No matter how excellent the care may be, the loss of living an independent life is a great loss indeed. I felt a lot.
I walked by the hospital and thought of those requiring care. The sigh of relief one feels when they are in the hands of a medical team. The desire to go home. The hope it is a temporary pit stop along their way.
Then I simply walked. And it was good.
The cool, crisp morning air felt good on my face. I felt better the moment I stepped out my door with the intent on greeting the morning and filling my early morning thoughts with gratitude.
It felt life affirming. Yet, I didn't repeat the lesson this morning.
The answers can be as simple as stepping outside and inhaling the moment. Yet I find such solace in my safe little cocoon within my home.
Our answers lie within us. I am laying my words out here on this platform to move my idle thoughts into a place where I am more likely to take action.
One forward step at a time.