Up close and personal, it’s disheartening to recognize my capacity for smug self-righteousness. In so many ways I have been bemoaning life’s ill usage of me, when the truth is I have misused my life. I have been simply awful so many times, in so many ways. When I take five giant steps back into detachment, I laugh. Viewed with detachment it very funny.
Up close and personal again, I see many gifts were given to me- that I casually wasted. But I don’t have time to squander them with regret. If use them with intent today and tomorrow and the days after that, my remaining days could be rich with satisfaction. Each hour of each day I must choose, then choose again.