Any analysis of life must also include death, that’s plain and that’s simple. We are three things, when broken down, three. We are birth, we are death, and we are everything in between. We think little of the first, celebrating it once a year with candles and a cake, we think entirely too much of the second, focusing on it often to a point of obsession, trying every trick in every book to delay it. What goes overlooked, however, what stays forgotten and hardly regarded, is everything in the middle. The center of this existence, all we know as living.
I love to hike, and that includes backpacking and even solo camping. This makes my mother crazy - she literally has anxiety attacks about it. I've told her more than once that I'm choosing to enjoy the time I have on this earth, that none of us knows when our number will be called, and so I will not live my life in fear of what might happen and savor the moments that are worth the climb and worth the miles in the wilderness. When I was seriously injured while running agility with my dog in January, she said, "maybe NOW you'll slow down?" We were in an exam room at the Mayo Clinic where I was having a surgical consultation. I looked at her and said, "Why? Life happens. This is a speed bump in my journey. It will take me a bit, but I will get back to my dogs, I will go hiking again." She doesn't understand that I can't sit around waiting for life to happen. I need to embrace it.
I love to hike, and that includes backpacking and even solo camping. This makes my mother crazy - she literally has anxiety attacks about it. I've told her more than once that I'm choosing to enjoy the time I have on this earth, that none of us knows when our number will be called, and so I will not live my life in fear of what might happen and savor the moments that are worth the climb and worth the miles in the wilderness. When I was seriously injured while running agility with my dog in January, she said, "maybe NOW you'll slow down?" We were in an exam room at the Mayo Clinic where I was having a surgical consultation. I looked at her and said, "Why? Life happens. This is a speed bump in my journey. It will take me a bit, but I will get back to my dogs, I will go hiking again." She doesn't understand that I can't sit around waiting for life to happen. I need to embrace it.
This is beautiful!
Love this.... life should never be “too” much to miss the middle!