Apparently, not writing regularly on a blog is a habit hard to kick. Like chronic shoe shopping…or in my case, chronic Star Wars shopping. Or books. I have a serious weak spot for books. Don’t even trying to tell me otherwise if it’s a new Star Wars book.
Anyways, I acknowledge I’ve been terrible at keeping up with this and I wish I could report that I’ve been off doing incredibly adventurous things, like horse racing or fire fighting or hiking the North Shore. But I’ve been really tired lately. Really, really tired. Sure, I’ve been cooking a new recipe here and there (lots of Meatless Monday, healthy concoctions) and I’ve finally been able to have a few beach days (hello, toasty tan). But more often than not, I’m laying on the couch or sitting on the back deck reading a book.
Sad news in the office. A colleague revealed she’s dealing with breast cancer and experienced her first round of chemotherapy merely a day ago, and it hadn’t hit home until she walked away from the appointment. Bluntly: that sucks.
No one should ever have to experience cancer or watch someone go through it. While my results ended up being a positive thing for me, I had my brush with cancer. The anxiety of thinking I had it was enough to end me. Imagine if that phone call had gone the other way…
… Before becoming one with the Force.
There’s a lot to be seen and done in this world. The question isn’t how or why one should do what strikes their fancy. No, the real question is when we will do all the things we dream about and talk about. What’s holding us back? A multitude of reasons. Fear, money, a grown-up job, family, time commitment…the list rambles on and on.
I’m not saying those are bad reasons. Not at all. You can’t just wake up and decide to climb Mount Everest on a whim. You need a plane ticket, a car to get to the base camps, and then funds to pay the Sherpas. Unless you’re Bill Gates or Ivanka Trump, I doubt you have those types of funds available immediately.
I made a resolution this New Year’s to travel and live more. I’ve booked a trip to Cape Cod this summer, and I am stoked. I’m actually fulfilling something I’ve talked and talked about, going to see a new place I’ve never been. Yes, I am stoked.
Recently, I stumbled across this card pack titled 500 Things You Must Do Once In A Lifetime. As I’m flipping through the deck, I’m repeatedly being smacked in the face with how much more life I have to live. Not just for myself, but for others, too.