Today’s the Day

So on this date in 1993, my father became my late father. For years or decades, his death would loom (?) over me, and I would let it be a largely defining event in my life.

Today, 30 years later, I want to move on. I want to stop living in the past, and I want to define myself with something else. Even as I type this, I have an internal voice assuring me there is no escape from terror. And, on one hand, I agree.

But at the same time, it’s 2023, and this planet’s history dates back far. I think 4.6 billion years, and humans have been around for around 120k (tho I want to say 125k, which is >2 Caesarian calendars longer than 120k!).

Basically, I saw The Secret and other similar movies, and I came away thinking modern humans are like super important—and in a way we are. However, we’re mostly here to connect what was to that which will be.

Last night someone sent me a funny video about how we should all get free money so we can devote ourselves to looking hot on the beach. And while I too found this suggestion humorous, we have a lot of work.

Now that I’ve had my life upended by injury, I see it clearly.

Before, I kinda felt like I’d done my part, and all that I had left was kickin’ back. It seemed small, but maybe the lesson was that I needed to pare back. Now, however, I think we need to demand more of ourselves so that we can accomplish a lot—and quickly, so that this time isn’t just a blip.

Future generations are counting on us.

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