There are those weeks in life where days go by and it feels like we’re merely passing time – accomplishing the day’s tasks, sure, but doing what we need to do to maintain status quo. There isn’t anything wrong with that and I’d venture to guess that we spend most of our days in this state. But then there are weeks that surprise you with a little spark. The sparks that linger and won’t leave your mind are the moments in life that make you feel the most alive.
I’m not sure if there is a better adrenaline rush than the feeling of possibility. It’s a combination of uncertainty, hope, potential and a little bit of fear, but of the giddy kind. Even if nothing ever manifests from that seed of possibility, to feel like you’re on the brink of something is a good feeling.
I’m coming up on another birthday this month and it always turns into this time of reflection, whether I want it or not. Can’t help but think what another birthday means. Maybe this is why I’ve made a point to catch up with friends who I haven’t seen in years. The easiest of friendships just pick up where we left off. We shake our heads in disbelief that we are the age that we are, that it seemed unthinkable 10 or 15 years ago to be here. We think about our grandmothers who are in their 90s, not only still alive, but living life. It boggles the mind that we can live another lifetime equivalent in years to the one we’ve lived so far. Well, if you look at it that way, it makes perfect sense as to why so many of us are questioning our lives and what we want to do with it.