A thousand days, a thousand more

I’ve written many times before about taking note of the days you’d want to relive. Imagine that while you’re lying on your deathbed (hopefully many years from now), you are allowed to go back and revisit a few days before the ol’ chariot swings low to take you home. Kind of like a cosmic VCR to review what you’ve learned.

It’s worth noting that they might not even be great days. Maybe they’re something profound or something you’d want to re-examine. Maybe it’s actually a bad day on which you have much more perspective at the end of your life.

Lately I’ve come to appreciate more and more that the effort to reach a ‘steady state’ of goodness and contentment is really impossible in our broken world. Things ebb and flow up and down, and they are constantly changing. We should take note of the moments that are profound when they are happening. We’re really guaranteed nothing, and each of these moments may be something we’re taking for granted but will one day become worth watching.

There are obviously the “big days”. A wedding day. The birth of children. But I’m talking more about the days in-between, before, and after.

I’m going to think on this, and see if I can write about at least 10 of these.