Since half a century in existence – and most probably most time of my life gone. A day to celebrate? A day to panic? A day to reflect? A day to ignore? Not sure actually. It is a day I could take time to count my blessings but also my scars, my triumphs and my biggest losses in the last 50 years. It is an artificial caesura, but for most people surely an important one.
For me, this day is another opportunity to live, to be alive, to breathe, to act, to try to achieve whatever this day will put onto my way. And I take this opportunity to live while being grateful for all my family, friends, all those who have accompanied me for a while before we departed again, for all those, who have been called to higher service, not knowing, when I will join them.
Is there any regret? Not really – maybe that I have sometimes not lived life to the fullest, that I listened to much right and left and tried to be “conventional” instead of chosing my unique way as everybody should do in his or her life. I know and I believe strongly that we are all originals and that everybody has to find his/her pattern of life – unique, surrounded by the unconditional love of what we Christians call God.
And that, yes that is certainly a reason to celebrate and to hope for as many such from love surrounded days as possible. And maybe a little bit less hectic once in a while.. Age should make somebody more quiet and mature… well.. I will try hard… 🙂
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