Being consumed by all the coverage of hurricane Irma last weekend got me to thinking about life in general. Often, I go about my life from one day to the next, only vaguely aware that anything is changing. The days seem to resemble each other. I am so absorbed in other aspects of my life that it takes something akin to a metaphorical strong wind to get me to sit up and take notice. Like getting sidelined due to a torn something-or-other, or getting the results of a medical test requiring further investigation, or just generally being unhappy in spirit… It’s called life.

Like the hurricane, I do get some notice that something is coming. At first it’s just something to be aware of… Then it’s something to be watched closely, even prepare for… Ultimately, it gets to where it demands to be dealt with, one way or another.

These serve as my wake-up calls of sorts. They remind me that life is short, filled with the unexpected and that I must make the most of every day if I don’t want to have any regrets.

What do I want the rest of my life to be about? Am I just marking time? Or am I moving toward something of value? Sometimes I literally feel like I’m being tossed around in the wind, like the scenes of the hurricane I witnessed on TV. Some gusts are little nudges while others can literally knock me off my feet and roll me around in the mud. How long I stay there or if and when I get back up, brush myself off and move on is up to me.

This is usually when I reevaluate and realize I need to stay grounded in who I am and why I am here in this world. What is the gift I am here to bring? I believe we are all here to make our contribution, tiny or huge, in making this world a better place. I best be about discovering what that is, if I don’t already know, and set about doing it to the best of my ability, because Life IS marching on and it can all be swept away in an instant…

~Zanne

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